Correction Lyrics HOLY F#CK by BabyTron

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Aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye
BearOnTheBeat
Aye, aye, sh*ttyBoyz

I'm the source, lil' b*t*h, I supply the plug
New crib so I punched a designer rug
High as hell, Yao Ming off designer drugs
No cap, more chops than the biker club

Got a sweet tooth for the scams
Watch yo lil' b*t*h, I got a lil' thing for hitting fans
Dukes mad at me, I spent her rent on my pants
I don't sell, lil' b*t*h, call Stan

201 Lord, I'm a Visa thief
Good SSN, that's easy cheese
Singing to the pape like B.B. King
Punch like Pacquiao, I ain't seen a ring

Yo b*t*h sitting on my wood, she a bench warmer
Easy day, Punch God, this my tenth quarter
Couldn't put up thеse stats in like ten quartеrs
Fake ID, doing fraud, b*t*h, I'm Ben Porter

I talk sh*t, pass me some gum
Don't give a f**k what you did or where yo ass from
She ask was her head good, gave her a thumb
She said, "How? You ain't even c*m"

Four sticks in the whip, Grievous
It'll be a cold day in Hell if I need a b*t*h
All this splash on me, I could be a fish
Bought a mount for the chop, it got FIFA kick

Plankton-ass boy riding in that Chum Bucket
I'm a 201 god, boy, these dubs jumping
Boy, you don't get no pu**y, on a bed humping
She got kicked out the whip for what she bumping
Who don't punch? Doodoo head
Huh, big sh*tter, I'm the Doodoo Man
Gave yo b*t*h magic stick, I'm the Voodoo man
I'll up the chop and let it go doo-hoo-blam
Hot as hell in this b*t*h, it must be this song
Told boy, "I'm by yo side", even if he wrong
Fake Asian ID, my name "She Wong"
b*t*h threw me vagina 'cause I can't be wrong
They ain't have the Maui steak so I came T-bone
I just hit the strip club and I made it snow
You not sucking d**k? Bet, I'ma go
All this fake love, I don't know what they friends are for
Fake love and real hate, I seen it all
You wouldn't comprehend a Visa talk
Man, I hope she don't peep the fraud
If it's a bag down below then I'm leaping off
She walked away with my card, yeah, I'm sneaking off
Said a n***a down below, think he getting off
Whip like a spaceship, I'm lifting off
Peep the Tweety Bird with the plug, that's chicken talk

Feel like Mariota, getting off in Tennessee
But I play the fraud, I don't touch it for [?]
Shock his ass with the Glock, give him energy
Real Sauce God, born with the recipe

She let me f**k 'cause I know Tron
How y'all n***as up? Get lock, can't play bomb
After I nut, we can't be friends, Trey Songz
Let me see, put him in a suit, James Bond

When you slide on the hoes, they laugh at you
Turn Lillard into KD by the afternoon
What I heard in yo song was caparoo
Hopped in the spaceship and flew down the avenue

Holy f**k
Aye, aye, sh*ttyBoyz

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