Correction Lyrics Real Baby Pluto by Zaytoven

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(Twysted Genius, baby) Ow, ow
Ow (Woo), ow
(Brrt) Hello? What you talkin' 'bout?
Who dis? (Zaytoven), uh

That b*t*h said I'm gifted, she gave me a stiffy, I'm f**kin' that ho for the low
Talkin' 'bout b*t*hes, you know I got plenty, yes, I'm the real Baby Pluto
I just be gettin' the Benji's, they mad that I'm winnin', I'm getting 500 a show
Met her at Lenox and took her to Phipps and bought everything in the store (Let's go)
She suckin' my d**k and I'm f**kin' her kitten, you think that I'm kidding, this sh*t not a riddle
Home run, I'm not missin', the VVS hittin', my neck CD disk, my pockets, they fatter than Missy

Hold on, smokin' on gas, get your roll on
Thirty, hang out the clip, b*t*h, it's so long (Graah)
Opp was on the hit list, that's no longer
I need a million if I do the show long (Yeah)
I popped some X so I probably can prolong
I popped a Perc' so I probably could go longer
GTO faster than your little slow Charger
That's a Camaro, n***a, that's that no Charger
b*t*h, I'm plugged into the wall like a phone charger
That pu**y bald, I can't f**k if it's mohawk
And talk to my Billy, that n***a, he so Harlem
Runnin' the game, I almost knocked my toe off
Every time I pop out know I gotta show off
Pull out that Tec and it probably got power (Brrap)
Nowadays you will not see me on no blogs
I'm rockin' Louis V right with some Goyard (Yeah)
I'm pourin' lean in the motherf**kin' Styrofoam (Yeah)
I drink it fast but it turn to a slower (Yeah)
I'm tryna take all of these b*t*hes clothes off (Yeah)
Act like I like y'all but I don't even know ya (Uh)

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