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time travelin' - shittyboyz lyrics

[intro]
d*mn machu why’d you have to do em like that
walkin like a zombie off this four of wock i’m half* yeah
huh, yeah, huh

[babytron]
walkin like a zombie off this wocky b*tch i’m half sleep
ran it up like a athlete, i got fast feet
talkin loose on the net, gon’ get your mans beat
leavin cali, back to the crib to where the gas be

[stanwill]
i can’t even shop no more cuz all the fans harass me
skinny mike amiri’s, hidden in em, where the mag be
tell a b*tch if she ain’t got a bag then she can’t bag me
she gon blow me with hеr pinky out i swear she classy

[trdee]
yeah that’s your b*tch but shе wishin that she had me
run it up til i’m old with a bad knee
i don’t trust hoes, just my gang and my family
if ballin was a crime then apprehend me
[babytron]
white buffaloes with mirror tint look like a d*mn geese
[stanwill]
7.62s’ll k!ll your baby like a plan*b
[trdee]
ridin round with tint a hundred shots up in stan jeep

[babytron]
it ain’t no hemi in this kitty, this a h*llephant
$1400 christian loubies walkin elegant
backwood full of za, cup full of medicine
pape ain’t the topic, then the convo is irrelevant

[stanwill]
i don’t f*ck with rats, k!ll him if he tattle tailing sh*t
in the kitty, playing with her kitty while i’m revving it
you a bum, n*ggas like you be why b*tches celibate
beam on the bop, i throw a bullet, bet he catchin it

[trdee]
iced up like a hooper when the game over
i’m the sh*t, i ain’t have to put no game on her
stripper keep hounding, she want me to make it rain on her
boy your b*tch let me come through, and i came on her

[babytron]
unky on the road with some oranges, call him larry june
try and beef with gang, put his ass in a buried tomb
tucked in the crib since forever, you a scary dude
talkin bout “the sh*ttyboyz goats”, yeah that’s very true
[stanwill]
i be code talkin, cuz the feds watch my every move
unky like a chemist, spilling wock in his berry juice
tryna throw a jab, 7.62’ll parry you
in hutch, buff shopping, finna walk out like terry crews

[trdee]
i don’t love a b*tch, i’m in love with blues
came a long way, i had talkin shoes
wanna be gang, told neph he gotta make the news
only time i believe a b*tch is on april fools

enrgy made this one
huh, yeah, what up enrgy, yeah, hey, hey, phew, hey, hey

[babytron]
in my black goose parka, sippin blood, feel like dracula
catch a burger, treat the chopstick like a spatula
life great, weather better, somewhere out in panama
perky in my gatorade, it’s f*ckin with my stamina

[stanwill]
dodge scat packin up his block, b*tch we rammin em
.101 slidin, but the .201’s i’m jammin em
catch em rockin chrome, heart attack b*tch we blammin em
tag teaming model hoes, me and dee be slamming em
[trdee]
went and got a gun, cuz back in school we was hamming em
please tell my opposition i am not scared of them
had our own route, me and gang feel like harriet
can’t believe y’all beefing over p*ssy, we be sharing it

[babytron]
unky in the mountains scoring, donovan mitch*ll
call my hit man, guarantee that he popping the pistol
25/8 hustling, i don’t even stop at the whistle
i don’t do the [?], hutch buffs, only rocking official

[stanwill]
dirty game, we done popped the official
ugly ass gucci’s, i don’t want em but i’ll probably forget em
he a loose screw, nail his ass, we done polished a n*gga
funny it’s a dollar in this b*tch but we sliding with nickels

[trdee]
vvs diamonds, my chain look like teletubbies
how you lit, but not your mans, boy you know you’re lucky
[?] on the scene

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