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county time - babyfxce e lyrics

[intro]
(it’s a wayne beat)
ayy, i ain’t even tell you i went to jail the other day
on some bullsh*t, though, like
it was really my fault ’cause i really could’ve just took off on they ass
but i’m like, nah, i ain’t gonna do that, you feel me?
i ain’t gon’ take off on they ass, they just be on my ass tomorrow
jay just got out of jail and sh*t, i’m in a legal deuce
[?] anyway (f*ck the fire, we got grease)

so i’m on my way to the yo
no matter fact, was goin’ jay crib ’cause we was finna smoke
and y’all know i keep a pole on me everywhere i go
the mos 43x, man, that b*tch was cold (d*mn)
so we thought we was finna smoke but i ain’t had nothin’ to roll
i told him i ain’t had no ‘woods, let’s pull up to the store
i’m in that wide body b*tch, i ain’t drivin’ slow
swear to god, if they ain’t see my plate, it would’ve been adiós
so i’m walkin’ to the door, the boys drivin’ slow
i’m hesitating ’cause i’m already knowin’ i’m not supposed to have my pole
state boys, you already knowin’ what they ass be on
but they ain’t pull up in the store, so i’m like, “okay, for sure”
got in the whip, asked jay where they go, he said, “i don’t know”
police scanner beepin’ like i b*tch so they still close (for real?)
i don’t know where they ass was hidin’ and i still don’t
pull out the store and they was right behind me (d*mn)
and that glock 43, it was right beside me
bent the corner, should’ve tossed it out, bro, i had perfect timin’
it ain’t hit they lights yet, they was just behind me
and jay crib was down the street, so i just kept on drivin’
they hit they lights, glock was in my drawers, y’all gon’ think i’m lying
came to my window for credentials, i couldn’t find
they said where you to, i said the stu’, then he started eyein’ (then what?)
he said, “oh, you babyfxce e”
oh, you be on say cheese
you the one that stay p, you the one that take keys
you the one that ride around with choppers that be eight feet
you the one that turned up the block and take up the whole street
these girls had a bottle in my car and i ain’t [?]
it was in the passenger, they seen that sh*t right by jay feet
they can search the car after that, it’s a pc
probable cause, n*gga, if you ain’t know what the f*ck that mean
at this point, i’m annoyed than a b*tch, i admit
i got sweats on, tryna hide the bl!ck
but i’m still in my head like they ain’t findin’ sh*t
’cause it’s not the first time that i had to hide my stick
but them p*ssy n*ggas found that sh*t
told jay take the whip, i’ma do this lil’ timin’ sh*t
might make me do a fourty*eight or some kind of sh*t
only had to do a f*ckin’ day ’cause i bonded, b*tch (f*ck you talkin’ ’bout?)
[outro]
on god, n*gga, n*ggas know what’s up
had to spend ten to get out that b*tch (better ask about it)
yeah, let me out three hours later, f*ck you talkin’ ’bout?
yeah, i seen the judge at 6 o’clock
they said they ain’t*, n0body ever see judges at 6 o’clock, you know some people

- babyfxce e lyrics

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