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bugs bunny - babytron lyrics

[intro]
sh*t, that’s a danny g beat
sh*t, that’s a danny g beat
i am the king
yeah
finna go, yeah
i’m finna tear yo lil’, yeah
finna tear yo b*tch (ayy)
man
ayy, ayy, sh*ttyboyz

[verse]
finna tear yo b*tch walls down like a termite
roadrunning, this a checkpoint, hit the turnpike
pull up on you for that cheese, i’m the big worm type
sh*t talking white boy, i’m [?] with the word “life”
white mountain dew like king buu, now i look like kirby
chicken on his head, watch that boy get cooked like turkey
first bird gets the worm, lil’ b*tch, i’m jugging early
thinking that he shooting like curry, we done took his .30
in a vert with a lil’ uzi, feel like baby pluto
i ain’t high off the first ‘wood when i’m facing two more
hmm, oh your buffs? got ’em straight from kudos
one up ain’t enough, we gon’ slide and make it 2*0
human race with the green tag straight from stockx
road run, punch jacks, and you know i drop checks
real baller, i’ll drop sixty and will not sweat
sick of this lil’ b*tch, all she got is hot breath
out the country, up in [?] on my tourist sh*t
when i touch down, it’s mia, good florida trips
she don’t put pape in my pocket? i ignore the b*tch
christian dior, louboutin, on my foreign drip
board the plane first class delta if i board that b*tch
i was looking for assists, now i’m on my scoring tip
i’ma let it blow if an opp looking towards my bl!ck
reach for this chain? a dude’s gonna take a florist trip
finna get some [?], my b*tch on her tim hortons tip
pocket got a knot, i get flashy when i’m bored and sh*t
feel like paul revere, come through and i’m horsing sh*t
pushing foreign sh*t, oh sh*t, you can’t afford a lyft?
this a scam house, finna get up on my order tip
but i can take you to the dope spot where they snorting sh*t
2k foot work, virgil did the jordan kicks
i can hear the bag talking to me, on my dora tip
real life sh*t talker, b*tch, i drip water
i can turn the crowd up, spot jump like vince carter
how the f*ck my pop look like flint water?
sometimes it ain’t the plug, boy, you gotta switch chargers
swear to god, really i’m just preaching in this b*tch
f*cking racks up, walk out neiman’s leaving drip
b*tch named “angel” and the demon doing d*ck
going 160, i might make the demon do a flip
[hook]
stiff*arm, spin move, b*tch, i’m finna touchdown
ain’t ever turn back and look down, b*tch, i’m up now
every time i look at my wrist, think ’bout a bust down
the quarterback gon’ get sacked when we hear that hush sound
huh, i got money, she in love now
hoes with me too, i got carrots like i’m bugs now
i could teach you something, just follow me on clubhouse
get some head from a b*tch then make her get the f*ck out

[bridge]
yeah, then make her get the f*ck out
yeah, i got carrots like i’m bugs now
huh, follow me on clubhouse
b*tch, yeah
huh, yeah
ayy, ayy, ayy
sh*ttyboyz

[hook]
stiff*arm, spin move, b*tch, i’m finna touchdown
ain’t ever turn back and look down, b*tch, i’m up now
every time i look at my wrist, think ’bout a bust down
the quarterback gon’ get sacked when we hear that hush sound
huh, i got money, she in love now
hoes with me too, i got carrots like i’m bugs now
i could teach you something, just follow me on clubhouse
get some head from a b*tch then make her get the f*ck out
[outro]
stiff*arm, spin move, b*tch, i’m finna touchdown
ain’t ever turn back and look down, b*tch, i’m up now
every time i look at my wrist, think ’bout a bust down
the quarterback gon’ get sacked when we hear that hush sound
huh, ayy, sh*ttyboyz

- babytron lyrics

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