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shut up - skilla baby lyrics

[intro]
(push that sh*t out, sk!lla)
naw, i’ma push that sh*t out, i got you
huh?
my brother, we was downtown the other day
we bumpin’ sk!lla the whole way there (the circle)
n*gga, we get to the light
we bump— we bumpin’ that “tay b” sh*t
this n*gga sk!lla pull up right to the light
he roll his window down, get to choppin’ it up with us (n*ggas always barkin’ on the ‘net, don’t even be wild
i get in my car to bless my insta’ with a freestyle)
and i say that just to say this
that sh*t was— for one, that sh*t was crazy
and then for two, it just show what type of n*gga he is
he ain’t have to pull to the side of us and, you know, chop it up with us
like bro a real genuine n*gga, so i f*ck with sk!lla
[verse 1]
i’m a real young n*gga, swear to god i love my fans
i lovе flippin’ ‘bows, i love hittin’ hoes, and gettin’ bands (huh?)
i gotta thank god еvery time i get a chance
i was really down on my ass, he gave me a chance
i was tryna get rich, gettin’ fame wasn’t in the plans
i was somewhere gettin’ money when them n*ggas shot my mans (huh?)
had to get my get*back, hopped up out that van, shot his man
stay up out my lil’ n*gga way when he poppin’ xans
i’m probably the coolest young n*gga with the hottest head
let a rasta play with me, i bet my chopper chop his dreads
my draco and my ar best friends, i call ’em rockin’ reg
i caught my mans doin’ some ho sh*t, now that’s not my man

[chorus]
i used to have to risk my life, i can’t believe i got fans
baby on my d*ck now, she can’t believe i got bands
i caught my mans doin’ some ho sh*t, can’t believe we not friends
they say dog k!ll sh*t, they can’t believe we shot—
came a long way, i can’t believe i got fans
came a long way, i can’t believe i got bands
came a long way, made my cheese, cut off friends
they say doggy k!ll sh*t, they can’t believe we shot— (shut up)

[verse 2]
huh? say that
came a long way, i can’t believe i’m ridin’ maybach
these hoes d*ck suckin’, man, i know these n*ggas hate that
i can get a n*gga touched, i just gotta lay back
i’m a street n*gga for real, every day, i pray that
i can get my money and stay out the way, amen
i pray the d*ck suckers don’t pull up in the raid van
if n*ggas play with me, i know i can call k*man, free the god, huh
they know we gon’ k!ll somethin’ if we slide, huh
n*gga, if i don’t get even, i feel odd
this street sh*t gettin’ deep, i’ll get a n*gga fried
young n*gga workin’ all the old n*ggas in my pod
[chorus]
i used to have to risk my life, i can’t believe i got fans
baby on my d*ck now, she can’t believe i got bands
i caught my mans doin’ some ho sh*t, can’t believe we not friends
they say dog k!ll sh*t, they can’t believe we shot—
came a long way, i can’t believe i got fans
came a long way, i can’t believe i got bands
came a long way, made my cheese, cut off friends
they say doggy k!ll sh*t, they can’t believe we shot— (shut up)

[outro]
huh? say that

- skilla baby lyrics

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