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#baddie 3 - eliyu2krazy lyrics

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intro:
gang new b*tch h*lla bad, that b*tch, she a ten
i jus walked into saks , i blew about ten
that n*gga talk down, get shot in his head
i f*ck on that b*tch, then i gotta dip
that n*gga want fight, he gon’ talk to the bl!ck
that b*tch wanna f*ck, she gon talk to my d*ck
just bought a new coupe, and lil’ b*tch, i go fast
b*tch h*lla bad, that bi*
hey, f*ck you, man!
who put this thing
together?

verse 1:eliyu2krazy
gang new b*tch h*lla bad, that b*tch, she a ten
i jus walked into saks , i blew about ten
that n*gga talk down, get shot in his head
i f*ck on that b*tch, then i gotta dip
that n*gga want fight, he gon’ talk to the bl!ck
that b*tch wanna f*ck, she gon talk to my d*ck
just bought a new coupe, and lil’ b*tch, i go fast
two twin glocks, name cody and zach
i got a white plug, that n*gga named jack
b*tch, give me a beat, i’m about to go spaz
i’m all in her dreams , b*tch i feel like i’m krueger
just bought me a glock, and i bought me a rouger
just f*cked on a milf, that b*tch was a cougar
that n*gga, he broke, that n*gga a p**per
made me some bands, lil’ b*tch, i make green
i could never be broke, that sh*t not a thing
balenci my body ksubi my jeans
she grip on my p*n*s, she gag on my meat
that n*gga got waves,we gon knock off his top
b*tch, i’m on the top, i’m never gon’ drop
yall n*ggas is fruity like, get off my c*ck
might f*ck on your mom, she grippin’ my crotch
like, who is this n*gga? this n*gga not gang
i got too much cash, might put in a safe
i got too much cash, got racks in my jeans
got the poke on my side, get poked to your sleep
we wipin his nose, cause b*tch, i’m real slimy
but b*tch,imma snake, and b*tch, l am grimy
my glock got a beam, so b*tch do not try me
i’m the f*cking that ‘b*tch, she callin’ me poppy
bridge:
eli, what are you doing?

verse 2:bj got ka$h
f*cking yo mommy she getting real sloppy, choppin em out me.miyagi
tryna be me, n*gga a сору, i got your b*tch calling me maf*cking poppy
lame ass n*gga you on my f*cking copy, knock a n*gga out just like i’m rocky
on the run and you n*ggas can’t stop me, it’s a beam on that maf*cking glocky
you want to hop on the wave and i’ii make a new topic
wit yo b*tch running in my f*cking mind, f*ck the hoes where my bros at
i went and got a ma, that n*gga my slime that n*gga my slatt
that b*tch fly as a motherf*cking flight, finna cruise off in that motherf*cking cat
i’m with my n*ggas and we never ever lack, f*ck with my gang and i put you in the pack

verse 3:eliyu2krazy
spin on his block, shoot him and his friends
lil b*tch i make green, i ran up a ten
i can never be broke, like never again
she was not trying to f*ck, i told tha b*tch dip
i got a white shooter he shoot like gin0bili
i got a white plug, that n*gga named toby
yall n*ggas in last, y all n*ggas below me
he spreading that cap, that n*gga baloney
huh, y’all n*ggas some jokes, y’all making me laugh
got a .223 aim right at his back
that n*gga got poked, he all on my pack
that b*tch h*lla bad, can’t even cap
outro:
i would like y’all music, but y’all like boys

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