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Babe Ruth
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BabyTron
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Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that? I'ma make her suck it while I'm driving like I got tint Stop acting grown, b*t*h, you acting like you got rent Let it c*ck back then I'ma attack it like I'm Josh Smith You could be with God in that Scat, you can't dodge this Cut the lights off just to show her these them one diamonds And I be in them rentals 'cross the country yelling f**k mileage B*t*h, I'm fly as hell off these Visas, I'm a punch pilot Red beam on it, crazy that I had enough timing B*t*h, I'm up up, I can honey dip like VC Really jugg stuff, making money flip off GCs Scrub the tub up, told the maid to make it clean pleas? Mike Amiri, Ksubis, or the purples, I'm a j?an fiend Stan probably punched a mark grip with the green beam It's a bougie day, I'm feeling steak and some green beans Tron facing Gary [?] looking like he lean lean I be getting chicken, I am not selling wing dings Pics you double tapping, me and gang done probably ran through Came from the bottom and I bet you that you can too I don't wanna shoot 'em but I really think my hand do I don't wanna f**k but I really think my mans do But I might We coming through with choppas, why you think we finna fight? Why would I quit rapping when I see a M in sight? They outside with them sticks, you would've thought they went on strike I be stressing but at least I ain't you B*t*h want me to hit her, she gon' make me Babe Ruth Lil' b*t*h want my baby, pu**y [?] Zap you in my black coat, I'll Professor Snape you I'ma push the pedal in the Demon till the engine blows One thing I hate is a argumentative ho One thing I can't do with you is wrestle, bro And you can't keep up, b*t*h, yo momentum slow It's a hundred dollar 'Wood, b*t*h, we f**king if you hitting this I done text my ex like, "I know yo a** be missing this" Why you call 'em "shooters" when you know them n***as shoot and miss We was on the block, you was somewhere probably shooting bricks We was in the store, you was probably somewhere capping You was at the set, I was probably somewhere stacking Heard he got shot, I was probably somewhere clapping Said she with her friends, I was probably somewhere cracking That lil' four [?] I'm feeling like Los Can't even go nowhere if I can't bring my pole Pour a deuce, I'ma forget about you, I'm [?] Made twenty off rapping, spent ten on clothes Hit my line, I know a n***a who f**k with CPNs Popped a n***a, now him and Jesus friends You let yo n***as get popped, you and Jeezy twins Mixed the red with the purp', I like the way it blends You not on sh*t 'cause ain't sh*t in yo catalogue N***as ain't been tough, check that catalogue You let yo mans get robbed, I know you mad at dawg Beat my b*t*h in the food court, now she scared of malls I'm on a whole 'nother vibe, a whole 'nother level Can't f**k with these n***as, even if it's on my schedule Dawg tried to slide on a bike, I knocked off the pedal Yo mans keep pulling ho sh*t 'cause you let him
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