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shittyboyz – lion-hearted كلمات اغاني

[intro]
getta beats

[verse 1: babytron]
all this ice hanging off my neck can start an avalanche (whew, whew, ice)
all this ice hanging off my neck can start an avalanche
sliding in designer head wraps, we the taliban
way before i had some bands, young dog, i had a plan
firebomb the whole block, sh_t get like pakistan
twisting ’round in that urus thing, i might crash the lamb’ (skrrt)
huh, sh_t, so let me chill out (whew)
i’m a baller, boy, you pay to sit up in the crowd
hit after hit, sh_t, where the f_ck my triple crown? (where?)
closet full of new season, it’s somе drip around
sick you still call yourself the plug and you can’t flip a pound
i don’t rock the kеnzo no more, i’m still lion_hearted
i don’t miss when i shoot, i don’t know why you guarding
pockets full of green dubs, b_tch, i’m balling like the spartans
flying off the moonrock, me and gang high as martians
[verse 2: stanwill and trdee]
blue cheese and lettuce, got a salad in them ksubi things
i bet all his friends die if ganger let the uzi sing
ghetto n_gga, glocky on my hip and let my jewelry hang
i just met the realest b_tch, it’s funny ’cause her booty ain’t
i got big money, you got lil’ pape’
michigan heavy, you some lil’ weight
youngest n_gga flexing, b_tch, i’m lil tay
mr. pop my sh_t a lot, it’s f_ck whoever feel a way
in the club muggin’ (haha)
it’s funny they don’t know i got my bl!ck on me
counting up a dub, thumbing (ha)
i ain’t use the money counter, it’s for strips only
looking like a porta potty, all this sh_t on me
i be calling all my friends quan, i got rich homies
i don’t trust ’em far as i can throw ’em, every b_tch phony
next year, i’m walking outta hutch with a big trophy (whew, okay)

[verse 3: trdee]
came from the bottom like a slave going to the north
please don’t let these glasses fool you, i am not a dork
i still been balling since i left the court
don’t even try to f_ck her if your money short
stop bringing him around, he bringing up the past
this sh_t cost me some sh_t, i gotta leave the tag
you want a n_gga with some money but ain’t got a bag
f_cked her, then hopped on the flight, i had to leave her sad
it’s ok, boo
touched down a hit a b_tch, it’s only day two
in here watching movies, she ain’t got no cable
if you got something that they don’t, they gon’ hate you
i been the sh_t like mr. hankey
do you want some smoke? i’ll pull up with an eighthy
she told me, “if i let you f_ck, don’t get to acting crazy”
turnt the tables on her, now i got her tryna have my baby
[outro: trdee]
b_tch, sh_ttyboy sh_t

- shittyboyz

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