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no hook 3 - shittyboyz lyrics

[verse 1: babytron]
put some numbers on you squares like a calculator
don’t jump stupid, bro will put you on a ventilator
black and gray balencis, looking like a d*mn oakland raider
in neimans tripping, almost fell down the escalator
bro been rolling all week off them d*mn pills
made six in thirty like them d*mn basketball drills
run up on me, swear to god, sh*t gon’ get real
looking like a construction crew with these big drills
i’m just balling in [?] like i’m george gervin
good four in this cream faygo got a n*gga swerving
need to [?] call bro [?] ’cause he out here serving
serve a fiend two eights like that n*gga michael irvin
i don’t wrеstle, b*tch, do i look like randy savage?
bunch of tips up in this clip, thеy hit you, they gon’ do some damage
i don’t play with n*ggas, i’ll put a p*ssy in a casket
fell in love with the swiping, used to shoot up in the basket
oh, you [?] with the bank account then hit my line
learned how to swipe on my own, i couldn’t wait in line
ham finna send some money, told her she can take her time
thought it was a bird but, nah, i’m in the robins flying
sh*ttyboyz [?] boys, it’s all the f*cking same
and if you don’t rock with babytron then you a f*cking lame
balmains on my ass, you wearing joggers, that’s a f*cking shame
n*ggas hating players, better hate the f*cking game
[verse 2: trdee]
big dee, i’m a boss, you heard i’m broke, boy, that’s false
for the [?] i took a loss, f*ck juice, i got the sauce
they be like, “dee, boy, it costs”, yeah, you pay but you soft
in the field like randy moss [?] i’m in a loft
rolling up, e’s up, you know them n*ggas with me
station [?] they hate, i guess we winning
trued up, blessed but a n*gga still sinning
acting like you hard, lil’ bro, go do them dishes
no hook, watch that n*gga fold like a d*mn book
saying we ain’t getting money, n*gga, come and take a look
b*tch bad, ass fat and she know how to cook
big chops on standby, what the f*ck i look like being shook?
watch where you step, do you see what’s on my f*cking foot?
i’m ’bout to hop on tip if these n*ggas keep looking
if i told what you doing, yo ass’ll get a whooping
if the feds pull up, the only time i get to booking
fast in the kitchen, d*mn, bro, what you cooking?
on the [?] flexing hard, you’ll get your sh*t tooken
you in the store copping, you in that looking
i swear to god these hoes be choosing when your [?] look like pudding
bust a jugg, up a roll, this my f*cking life
kissing on that freak? ugh, n*gga, that sh*t trife
cute pay, n*gga, what else it ain’t to like?
we both don’t got no poles or no hoes, sike
[verse 3: stanwill]
oh sh*t, it’s another no hook
pockets james cook, made yo made thing look
lived by the book, make plays, dodge hook
something like dice, gang got these n*ggas shook
got it out the mud, i ain’t never work a day
i could clean a n*gga car in twenty different ways
one get hot and then i make another play
i’m in the field for my bucks like i play for tampa bay
let’s be honest, they ain’t do it till i did it
listen to my raps, if you real, you can feel it
play after play, it’s a million ways to get it
call a n*gga “rocky”, how i’m chasing after chicken
how’s it beef but you been hiding?
i don’t really play with n*ggas like i’m bench riding
ever since elementary, boy, we been sliding
and i know some n*ggas bombing sh*t like they bin laden
only b*tch i love is my d*mn dawg
if yo ass plotting, leap like a d*mn frog
and if you do that, you might shot like a basketball
’cause bro keep the tools, young dawg, he don’t lack at all
in school i don’t talk, i’m a d*mn mute
any disrespect, i’m on yo head like some shampoo
did it on my own, stop hating and you can too
only real n*ggas stick to me like some d*mn glue

- shittyboyz lyrics

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