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babysitter - blue pesos lyrics

[verse 1: blue pesos]
i got the key to the streets
tell her, “beat it”, b*tch, go, you for the streets
i just laughed, but i peeped through all the bullsh*t
give him sh*lls to the face, taco tuesday
hand on the fatty, other hand thumbin’ through thousands
drums on the table, do a n*gga like j balvin
i’m with the rastas, turn an n*gga to an ox tail
we got hollow tip rounds, he’s still rockin’ with the stock sh*lls
i tried to give n*ggas a warnin’, they ain’t listen
it sound like a lion when we start up the ignition
i told rami, “it’s gon’ be an early christmas”
if 12 come through and ask, i’m just a musician
he tried to bang on me, all i do is snicker
stop playin’, n*gga, cold as december
born in november, since the youth i’ve been a menace
you got your gun? don’t ask, it’s offensive

[chorus: blue pesos & duffy]
throw the towel in, you always been a quitter
i ain’t playin’ with no kid, i am not a babysitter
n*gga, quit it, get that cap out your system
hunduns, we gon’ stack ’em to the ceilin’ (for real, sh*t)
throw the towel in, you always been a quitter
sh*t (n*gga)
hunduns, we gon’ stack ’em to the ceilin’
[verse 2: duffy]
we get chip, n*gga, get up out your feelings
he keep postin’ that lil’ money, n*gga, spend it
we from the city where this sh*t be gettin’ vicious
“duffy, how that opp pack smoke?” sh*t, it’s hittin’
huh, b*tch messy, she can’t kick it
got the safe, it ain’t even take a minute
the life these n*ggas rap about, we really live it
blower too big for these pants, i can’t fit it
in my bag, i’m tryna pass for a hundred
how many sh*lls we got for ’em? four hundred
he sold his soul, know he ballin’ on a budget
pump faker, pull up on him, n*ggas ain’t on nothin’
hundun, it’s gon’ flip him if it hit him
don’t you get it? if he broke, we can’t fix it
told these n*ggas what it was, they don’t listen
i got my n*ggas with me, they gon’ dribble, ugh

[chorus: blue pesos]
throw the towel in, you always been a quitter
i ain’t playin’ with no kid, i am not a babysitter
n*gga, quit it, get that cap out your system
hunduns, we gon’ stack ’em to the ceilin’ (for real, sh*t)
throw the towel in, you always been a quitter
sh*t
hunduns, we gon’ stack ’em to the ceilin’

- blue pesos lyrics

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