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lirik lagu blankman – babytron

b*tch, diggin cookie out the, yeah
diggin cookie out the bowl i don’t smoke out zips
hoppin out the vette, fifty on me, on some show out sh*t
deadstock man, wear em once, i’m known to throw out kicks
up 21 on the ops, on some blowout sh*t
oh he nappy headed? .223s get his fro picked
last shot, jordan, on my goat sh*t
fo’ figure play, i do my dance when the phones ship
warnin to the waver riders, you’ll get your boat flipped
designer trench coat, mixin potion, i’m professor snape
stop talkin bout the punches, heard you featherwеight
got it out the mud, a strategist, b*tch i’m forevеr straight
live my dream now, remember used to pray for better days
in my bag like some better made
cut into the lil freaky b*tch, like give me head or skate
babytron, i come first like the letter a
streets a game of chess, you gone lose tryna checker play
still scammin, i been in this nike tech for days
still tron madden, still outta town settin plays
in blue flame, b*tch i’m mister make the weather change
flyin round in traffic lookin for a scat to race
back when we was underdogs, we made a lot of brackets break
wake up and get to this sh*t the active way
all these posts on the gram, i hope you wore a cap today
doggie hatin in the comments, i just know his shoes dirty
pocket full of blue hunnids, script full of blue thirties
road runner, i done drove from oregon to new jersey
young as h*ll ballin, d*mn near need a duke jersey
slide down the op block, look like a nuke hit em
supreme bust my f*ckin head, $300 for two fitted
sbdsm it’s obvious the crew sh*ttin
lost some spikes, f*ck around, i need some new christians
lost some cheese slidin dumps i got a new vendor
b*tch ask a question, n*o, my favorite two letters
wocky purchase, call ron cause he the juice checker
dior out the box ima be 22 stepper
threw the nuts on this b*tch it got a new gender
standin track 2s, are you crazy? we don’t do sketchers
oh it’s snow fallin? b*tch it’s goose weather
thousand dollar coats, thousand dollar cups, we livin fancy
fake id in t*mobile b*tch i’m mr. camby
face card hot as h*ll i had to tint the chally
ops soft as h*ll, from the city down to ypsilanti
if i’m lyin, b*tch i’m flyin, i’m still ten toes
i just scored six, catch me dancin in the end zone
wii stick with the switch, this not nintendo
thirteen slips on the drip this not a kenzo
hunnid fresh cards damon wayans i’m the blankman
leavin chase, i just did my i just bust the bank dance
i just got the head from yo b*tch with the face cam
black and blue amiri jeans i’m chillin off the sp*ce jam
on my laptop, yeah i’m still pushin (?) through
the cookie came from cali and the bed too
leavin revive, palm angels did the sweatsuit
five star hotel, heard you f*cked up at red roof

- babytron

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