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buttons - timo lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, yeah (uh*huh)
b*ttons, b*ttons (yeah, yeah)
b*ttons (yeah, yeah)
i really got the whole f*cking city on them b*tches, n*gga (no cap, n*gga)
yeah, b*ttons, b*ttons, b*ttons (hit a n*gga with them b*ttons, n*gga)
glock, switch, b*ttons (yeah, yeah)
b*ttons, b*ttons, b*ttons (i press b*ttons)
glock, switch, b*ttons (i hit the b*tton)
b*ttons, b*ttons, b*ttons (glock, switch, b*ttons, yeah)

[verse 1]
all of my glocks customs (no cap), ’cause i switch b*ttons (b*ttons)
we’ll get to bussing, glock get to stuttering (boaw*boaw*boaw)
make the scene ugly (ugly), everybody running (b*tton)
why his handgun shoot so fast? ’cause he got a b*tton (go, go, go, go)
hundred shots, got they block (b*ttons, b*ttons, b*ttons)
then it hit the whole crowd, this b*tch ain’t even stop (ain’t stop)
you know you ain’t doing no stepping, boy, your switch a [?] (it rock)
i put that on my son life, all of them b*ttons hot (b*ttons, b*ttons, b*ttons)
hit that b*tton on opps (yeah, yeah), and i ain’t going in ’til a body drop (no cap)
one of my opps get a [?] b*tton, i ain’t gon’ put him out (b*ttons, b*ttons, b*ttons)
b*tton, glocks, bl!ck him down (b*ttons, b*ttons, b*ttons)

[bridge]
no cap, n*gga
you know we love them motherf*cking b*ttons, man (yeah, we love them b*ttons, man)
yeah, no cap, n*gga
watch this (glock, switches, b*ttons, it get ugly)
i make the glock stutter
[verse 2]
this b*tton got the glock [?] like this b*tch hot (b*ttons, b*ttons, b*ttons)
hit this lil’ b*tton, make you do the cha*cha (yeah, yeah, hit this b*tton)
he was just woofing, now his ass dead hot (yeah, hit this b*tton)
i know a rapper dissed thirty, now he za (no cap)
tired of looking for you, put this b*tton on your mom (b*ttons, b*ttons, no cap)
he tough on the ‘net, quiet as h*ll in the county (yeah, yeah, yeah)
hit this b*tton, make a n*gga [?] (i really hit this b*tton)

[outro]
hit this b*tton, make a n*gga [?]
know we hit them, put it on your mother
tired of looking for you, make my glock stutter (yeah)
make my glock stutter, make the glock stutter (boaw*boaw)
put this glock on you, make the glock stutter (yeah)
we really be playing with them b*ttons, n*gga (uh, uh, uh, ayy)
put this glock on you, make the glock stutter
i press the b*tton, i press the b*tton

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