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takeover !!! - tae retro lyrics

[verse 1: tae retro]
[?]
told that boy cooling now, this ain’t new edition
shooter badge has been maxed, i’m too efficient
[?] in my crib, need a paid admission
free*roaming all in my town, i could beat the mission
why you trip over hoes? they diamond dozen
newlywed tryna cheat, she hate her husband
i’m the one you should impress like the red b*tton
violate me? it’s gonna come with some repercussions
every time i hit the stu’, it’s a fire hazard
shawty is kinda cute but the head is average
every week on the gram, she change her status
if she act right, i might put her in some finer fabric
bar for bar, n*ggas know i’m a mastermind
flew out to cali just to get me a piece of mind
prince of persia when i rap, i’m slowing time
stan said this piece out here slamming like mankind
i’m too nice with the sauce, i move exclusive
just hit her from the back, she walking stupid
n*ggas really ain’t opps, they just a nuisance
why this n*gga gon’ buy a glock if he not gon’ shoot it?
ugly but the hoes love me like luther vann
[?] couldn’t pull the hoes but retro can
n*ggas used to look down, now i’m in demand
waking up again to the bag, you don’t understand
rapping is my only fetish, i can’t deny
pimping hoes and beats, i’m super fly
before i put out some trash, i’d rather die
shawty said that she love me but i caught the lie
hit the beat with more heat than spyro dragon
before shawty hit me up, i’m learning latin
can’t trust old dude, he known for capping
don’t believe anything you see, he known for acting
[verse 2: stanwill]
b*tch head incredible, where my socks go?
jeans by me but the kicks by picasso
i just beat your b*tch down like a bongo
if it’s smoke, we’ll throw a opp in a fonto
no cap, we’ll smoke his ass
feel like heath ledger, searching bins on joker’s stash
you need to heimlich your b*tch with her choking ass
kicks came out of italy but the coat j*pan
threw a x on my back, i feel off with it
i done jumped deep in my bag, i feel lost in it
twenty slides on me now and they all hitting
b*tch hit me with a super soaker, now my b*lls dripping
tae retro and stanwill, that’s too amazing
i just turned a opp into [?] for his newest [?]
y’all gon’ have to recuperate him
nah, i am not running track in these human races
wouldn’t even kiss the b*tch if i was hershey
punch pink [?] for my b*tch, now she kirby
scope on the chop, bro shoot like he curry
heat stick on me, get him burnt like he ernie
ku klux stan, i got three k’s
boy that is not off*white, that’s off ebay
passed bro the stick, he ran them down like a relay
i just grabbed three vanilla giffies out of speedway
[verse 3: tae retro]
accurate when i rap like i’m throwing darts
[?] into hoes like kingdom hearts
customizable chop, it came with parts
three stock on it, it won’t kick like martial arts

[verse 4: stanwill]
press one b*tton for the car to start
come all day off the bape, i’m a [?]
doggy chasing fame, i’ll send the star to mars
went straight into electronics when the target called

- tae retro lyrics

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