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martin - shittyboyz lyrics

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[verse 1: stanwill]
[?] lil’ b*tch like cleopatra
got two hands to swipe, i ain’t [?]
shooter accurate as h*ll, boy you see the glasses
me love a b*tch? boy i’d rather eat a cactus

[verse 2: trdee]
[?] took your b*tch cause i could
do what? to who? boy i wish your ass would
please play with your b*tch and not me, understood?
boy you are not street just because you from the hood

[verse 3: sk!lla baby]
lando, tell them that sh*t wack
and turn that music down ‘fore we scr*p
f*ck n*gga get ice, tell your mans chill
if tron don’t beat his ass i know stan will

[verse 4: babytron]
seen this sh*t coming like i had a uav
just know i did fraud if you seen the uber leave
bando like [?] we the super team
look in the mirror for a second, b*tch you ain’t me

[verse 5: stanwill]
think i woke up in wonderland
life thrusts threw a strip on the under pants
boy you more hopeless than a thunder fan
book full of sauce, this some sh*t you can’t understand

[verse 6: trdee]
hit her with the, “hey big head” cause i’m h*rny
[?] get some p*ssy, boy you corny
said i’m washed up, man don’t turn on no [?]
i’ll just bring sk!lla to come take down your army

[verse 7: babytron]
just scammed another granny, dumbass
don’t let his haircut fool you, i’ll unmask
he pulled up last sec with that one bag
bro d*mn near need a hall of fame clutch badge

[verse 8: sk!lla baby]
more green on me than peter pan
me trick on a b*tch? i’m from neverland
i ain’t rob that b*tch but i [?]
if that p*ssy good i’ma* ouu

[verse 9: stanwill]
if that p*ssy good you gon’ do what?
feel like lma with the pay, b*tch i’m boot up
if the opps learn how to fly, i’ma shoot up
if my song ain’t mix right, blow the booth up

[verse 10: trdee]
f*ck her and her friend, did it again, feel like tecca
don’t get your ass stepped on, i ain’t [?]
you still selling dime bags, you are not a trapper
ask who i think i am and i told her i’m the poppa

[verse 11: babytron]
if it ain’t [?] on my christmas list
letron james, b*tch sit back and witness this
if i catch doggy in a uber i’ma lift that b*tch
sent his ass through the ozone if this missile hit

[verse 12: sk!lla baby]
if sh*ttyboyz see a opp we gon’ rush him
if we catch him on a train we gon’ buss him
if that n*gga act a ass we gon’ horse him
rap ’bout to make stanwill a fortune

[verse 13: stanwill]
put the glock to his sh*ll, spill his taco meat
pass me a belt, i punch sh*t like apollo creed

[verse 14: trdee]
tryna see the real [?] i can’t even see
wondering who f*cking on her, oops, it’s probably me

[verse 15: babytron]
i done made twenty in this adidas joggy
pulled a arm muscle tryna slam the demons off me

[verse 16: sk!lla baby]
made twenty off the fiends at walmart
tryna up the one*on*one, scr*pping paul blart

- shittyboyz lyrics

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