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rainy days - edot babyy lyrics

[intro: alicia keys & edot baby]
you and me together
through the days and nights (‘rahh*’rahh*’rahh*’rahh)
i don’t worry ’cause
everything’s gonna be alright (it’s edot baby, ‘rahh)

[verse 1: edot baby]
i’m his bro yeah, i miss him a lot
he catch a shot if he throw up the flock (‘rahh*’rahh*’rahh*’rahh)
like dd with me, he totin’ on knocks (totin’ on what?)
we catch a bunny, put him in a box (box)
take a perc, take the pain away, i keep it on me for rainy days (facts)
he jackin’ doa, add a k, dd he with me, i know he gon’ spray (doak, doak, facts)
on the opps side, lets do it
lets go on a drill, like f*ck all the music (‘rahh*’rahh*’rahh*’rahh, ‘rahh)
everybody rappin’, they don’t do sh*t (at all, at all, at all, at all, at all)
shots to his chest, now he lookin’ like cupid
i don’t got love, i got a broken heart
i lost benji, notti, i was in the dark
[?]
i be quick to up it, i’ma let it spark

[verse 2: jaykl!ckin & edot baby]
ayy yo, dotty, aim for his top, i catch a ninе, gon’ make sure that he drop
not sayin’ no namе, but got beat with his chop
forever 14, this sh*t ain’t gon’ stop (like, grahh*grahh)
all black and we purgin’ (grahh)
one shot to his chest now he need a surgeon (‘rahh*’rahh*’rahh*’rahh)
call up the members and slide to the function (‘rahh)
smokin’ on ray, he got shot in his m*ffin, like (grahh)
talkin’ on notti, but how many more deads? (like how many more deads?)
like, y’all should’ve stayed out the way (‘rahh*’rahh)
he can get popped if he talkin’ on bro deads (like what, like what, like what, like what, like how)
like, lotti should’ve picked up the pace (lotti)
[verse 3: edot baby]
feel like tay*k, i’m on a race
like, this sh*t on my hip got no trace (‘rahh*’rahh)
i send a shot, then i duck from the jakes
like roscoe wit’ me, he totin’ a k (‘rahh*’rahh*’rahh)
no flocka’, when i see that boy, i’ma flock ’em, drop ’em (uh*huh)
sevsidek, they ain’t totin’ no knocka’s (grahh, grahh)
hit ’em up, send ’em to the doctor (suck my d*ck, like, grahh)
dd with me, it’s gon’ get tragic (get tragic)
keep it on me, i’m ready for static (i’m ready for static)
i’m the one lil n*gga, stop cappin’
shot to his block, break ’em up like a fraction, ‘rahh (‘rahh)

[verse 4: roscoe g]
when i be alone, i just think about benji
he the n*gga that made [?] stitchy
movin’ like dee, put the knock in her titty
grahh, like we said, we runnin’ the city
like, took so many losses in one year
we them n*ggas that [?]
if it’s up, then it’s stuck, and you know it’s gon’ stay there
just know when you run into me, you better keep jackin’
can’t go out like, grahh, [?] move tactic
free banga, he always kept sally
[?] opps, it’s jack me or clap me

- edot babyy lyrics

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