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suited & booted - shittyboyz lyrics

[intro: babytron]
(enrgy made this one)
nyah
nyah
hey, hey

[verse 1: babytron]
i decided war before my jeans did
hall of fame badge around your b*tch, i got elite rizz
she could never be my baby mama, this b*tch eats kids
i told my lil’ bro and them that they should dream big
red tank can with yellow guts look like some cheez whiz
2024, gon’ stop the wock’ but i’ma drink tris
top shelf terrorist, the plug’ll never bring mids
life gettin’ real, i’m finna go and cop my dream crib
it’s gettin’ cold, avirex off the supreme timbs
suited and booted, boy, you know we got a mean biz
catch him walkin’ out the shop, give him a retwist
catch him walkin’ out the stu’, the chop gon’ drop a remix

[verse 2: stanwill]
run it up so fast, they think my life a simulation
pull up ufo, abduct your wife into a sp*ceship
higher than a mountain, got more ice than himalayas
pulled up on militia tryna fight, got hit with lasers
addin’ bl!cks to the collection, tryna minus all my haters
they ain’t talkin’ ’bout no end, then i ain’t signin’ on no papers
tryna clean a dispo out, we pulled up buyin’ all the flavors
every time i start the ‘kitty up, i frighten all my neighbors
i turned the nosebleeds to some floor seats
she done pulled up to the spot and left with sore knees
me, tron, bando, dee in buffies look like four geeks
make her call me mr. mozzarella, i got more cheese
[verse 3: trdee]
mr. tell*a*b*tch*to*shut*up*before*you*get*exiled
i’m sick i put my trust in you, i’m mad that i was let down
i bet that you get to duckin’ if you hear them gun sounds
on the floor scared as f*ck like you ain’t got your gun ’round
on the ‘gram, why you cappin’ like you got it out the mud?
blues on me like what’s crackin’? on the phone with the plug
b*tch blinded by attraction, diamonds got her ass in love
f*ckin’ on a baller, but she used to only want a thug
used to want to charge her, but somebody’ll probably steal my sh*t
backwoods and slapwoods, it better not be no rell in it
woke up feelin’ good, just made a bale, like, man, i gotta hit
ballin’, i be ballin’ like i’m hoopin’ for a scholarship
flyin’, do the dash, you ain’t heard i’m mr. do it too
reachin’ for a chain, it’s not okay unless you bulletproof
us against the world, i’m finna go and cop the newest coupe
you’ve been f*cked up for a minute livin’ in the loop

[verse 4: stanwill]
ain’t no minute maid, but we sippin’ juice
i could die today and still be living proof
you won’t catch me dancin’, but my pendants do
bro just left the pharm’, i guess the ‘scripts is what he stickin’ to

[verse 5: babytron]
i just poured so much quag’, it might not be no wakin’ up
zotti got me so high like is this sh*t some angel dust?

me and stan was playin’ with them one and ones, dave and chuck
[outro: babytron]
sh*ttyboyz, dog sh*t militia, long live $cam, you know?
nyah

- shittyboyz lyrics

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