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shino - critical theory lyrics

[hook]
shawty, shawty, shawty like my fashion
it’s magic, hair matted
established
i bet shino that
and i bet shino that
and i bet shino that

[verse 1: eldric]
ima pierced n*gga looking fierce
she finna throw a fit
cause her n*gga not legit i figured (d*mn)
walk up in this b*tch like i’m a pimp
my pinky ring thrifted
when it glow look like your rent
fitted in the city all my n*ggas share a zip
and plus we out the city
n*ggas know i get a zip
and they know jacket wthr feel
the breeze just hear a (zip)
when my n*ggas round i don’t ever hear sh*t
meaning i don’t hear zilch
mean it never be no sh*t
n*ggas roll out like some tissue
keep the wip on my hip
and i bet shino that
and i bet shino that
and i bet shino that
[verse 2: dub]
bet she know i got a lot on my list
b*tch i feel like thanos with the rocks on my wrist
pull up in that body with impossible tint
tryna get it in, n*ggas wanna know where i been
i ran through, dubby debarge with the dance moves
when i hit the floor these n*ggas clear it like a sample
i be on your head like an anvil, sh*t
i’m the best thing since sliced bread b*tch
coming for the high end on the right hand
swinging from a vine branch, n*gga, tarzan
d*town n*gga with an old school soul
shooting big game but she already know

[verse 3: yakuza}
lil baby all over me, she must want this ovaltine
thick*ms, yeah she ogle me
but i am not a oglevee, sheesh!
and i bet shino that
teal piston my throwback
b*tch i’m up and going back, going back
you know we can call food and just lay back
lil shawty got a ballroom, we could blade dance
and i bet shino that
and i bet shino that
[verse 4: ronni]
i’m a five star guy, no cap
she a try hard b*tch for some subpar d*ck, i figured (d*mn!)
walk up in this b*tch like i’m a pimp
baby ronni, she know we the posse, not a clique
so i never hang around these n*ggas who be flossing, they flaking
see my dangruff stay aeromatic, i’m f*cking passing this potent
she steady boasting my digits to her friend
like “d*mn girl, this n*gga big time, front row”
i need a floor seat for every n*gga jocking my st**z
told these b*tches clear the ground zero
f*cking round round with a n*gga
need a check, been official and a vet
said f*ck them classes in a jet
if you done doubted then you next, i say
tell lil shawty cool it down cause you already know
baby ronni new edition, been the star of the show
these n*ggas wanna hate me now but they can’t get through the doors
but shino that

[bridge: damon]
i know she know, i know i got a bigger bag in the masses
drop a couple thousand in her bag if she asking
type of money i could make her plastic, elastic
i throw it to the ceiling, make her catch it
{hook 2x]

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