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lirik lagu hutch charms – lando bando & trdee

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[intro]
oo sh*t, that’s a danny g beat

[chorus: babytron]
i can make it move sitting down
talking [?]
exotic boles touch down, boy, i sell them, not keep them
[?] glocky, i send them to h*ll [?]
it ain’t no [?] smelling the cheese
at the mall, open [?] call me paul blart
so many sticks up in this sh*t, the whip a golf cart
jumped up in the field too quick, they called a false start
b*tches on my d*ck, like what, you pay huch for that dog charm?

[verse 1: babytron]
cut full of kicks, d*mn, b*tch i’m leaning
i can go and make some quick bands, then spend that sh*t in nemons
[?] up in some quick sand, acting like [?]
i’m so f*cking high, gon’ fly [?]
i’m so motherf*cking fly, [?]
you ain’t got no real [?]
i play chess not checkers, keep guessing
i told god i’m trippin, greatful for today, caught three blesssings
popped the [?] popped a molly, brodie turned [?]
he tryna drop a body
[?] tipping over, treat it like a [?]
double cupping, top it h a percy, this is not a [?]
[verse 2: tr dee]
this sh*t not rocket science
hundred baby dracies, we are not with isis
only cop the finest, we don’t drop the prices
don’t say nothing to her, she is not the nicest
come and sn*tch your ass up, just like isis
[?] all this sh*t coming like a [?]
i can’t check him out in public, ’cause he vilant
all that yaking, when i see him, n*ggas silant
all my n*ggas really winning, b*tch, come pick a boss
last month, i was just broke, but now it’s f*ck the cost
oh you ain’t hear? before you win, you gotta take a loss
put her in the newest gucci, just to take it off
while i’m smoking za za, type of sh*t that just might knock you out
woke up to a play, check my account, it was a large amount
[?] that b*tch [?] ran through the whole gang, and you gon’ eat her out
i cannot relate, when i was in it, i was in and out
hopped off the plain, i’m in l.a.x., fresh as sh*t
boy these streets cold, how the h*ll you ain’t got a bl!ck?
brown skinned b*tch, coco b*tter and she kinda thick
you won’t catch me with that b*tch if she ain’t got no drip

[chorus: babytron]
i can make it move sitting down
talking [?]
exotic boles touch down, boy, i sell them, not keep them
[?] glocky, i send them to h*ll [?]
it ain’t no [?] smelling the cheese
at the mall, open [?] call me paul blart
so many sticks up in this sh*t, the whip a golf cart
jumped up in the field too quick, they called a false start
b*tches on my d*ck, like what, you pay huch for that dog charm?

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