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attack of the clones - saint’s row lyrics

[verse 1: saint’s row]
yo
i’m bhad bhabie in this white porsche
got this sh*t custom, you can see this sh*t is not yours
through a tunnel you can see me, i’m a light source
please take that sh*t off, i ain’t f*cking with that eye sore (nah)
these motherf*ckers think i’m playing when i f*cking say
i been in the f*cking studio like everyday
the jealous say stupid sh*t, but i ain’t come to play
thought i f*cking told you that this sh*t is not a f*cking game
i ain’t f*cking with y’all, y’all b*tches corny
i got a 5 foot shortie, she puerto rican and nordie
i had to do my laundry while i’m watching toy story
i don’t do my sh*t like you, i kick it at the quarry
yo, while you in class i got backstage passes
i’m moving f*cking units as slow as f*cking molasses
i’m moving with the thrashes, they gon’ beat yo’ f*cking asses
i standing insidе the back, with my speaker gon’ f*cking blast this
so i ditch class past this, brеak into the back with a bad b*tch
grab sh*t, hit a f*cking rat switch
i’m so classless, school no staff b*tch
this sh*t practice, ill is the status
shop and bag sh*t, oh we f*ckin’ thriftin’
8:36 and b*tch, we f*ckin’ drifting
my sh*t been hot
good, you have been not
clause with my girl, and the bikes yeah they been bought
[pre*hook: sorico]
b*tch, you ain’t ever done sh*t like me
pull up like n.o.r.e in the 2*1*3
got my sh*t in different colorways, aqua*marine
i’m stalking the scene, cause you ain’t ever been this clean b*tch
you ain’t ever done sh*t like me
pull up like n.o.r.e in the 2*1*3
got my sh*t in different colorways, aqua*marine
i’m stalking the scene, cause you ain’t ever been this clean b*tch

[hook: sorico]
and them clones finna’ get you, better pack your f*cking pistol
clones finna’ get you, better pack your f*cking pistol
clones finna’ get you, better pack your f*cking pistol
clones finna’ get you, better pack your f*cking pistol
and them clones finna’ get you, better pack your f*cking pistol
clones finna’ get you, better pack your f*cking pistol
clones finna’ get you, better pack your f*cking pistol
clones finna’ get you, better pack your f*cking pistol

[verse 2: saint’s row & sorico]
i need me a a.b.g, like 1*2*3
and them beside the a.m.g. the mercedes
you ain’t got yo’ sh*t like me, i got like 3
gamecubes in the same room, they all lime green
custom b*tch, f*ck you b*tch
i am not frontin’ b*tch
i got another*other b*tch, in my other*other whip
call that sh*t the mothership, i am motherf*cking whipped
by my girl, yo
paris, italy what
these b*tches willing to f*ck
this writers block got me stuck
and this writing for none, of this sh*t to release
i got to grind and complete
i do this sh*t in a t, plus i be making these beats b*tch
and then the beat switch leads lit, figured out a meaning
a string hit, thinks it type of sh*t the feins l!ck up
man, what the f*ck yo (yuh)
yo, run this sh*t rico
[pre*hook: sorico]
b*tch, you ain’t ever done sh*t like me
pull up like n.o.r.e in the 2*1*3
got my sh*t in different colorways, aqua*marine
i’m stalking the scene, cause you ain’t ever been this clean b*tch
you ain’t ever done sh*t like me
pull up like n.o.r.e in the 2*1*3
got my sh*t in different colorways, aqua*marine
i’m stalking the scene, cause you ain’t ever been this clean b*tch

- saints row lyrics

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