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busta rhymes - skilla baby lyrics

[chorus]
i’m tryna run a hundred thousand up a hundred times
i put a switch on my ar, sound like busta rhymes
i’m serious, n*gga, please don’t give me funny vibes
i’ll do whatever for the gang, ’cause i love the guys
talking to a real n*gga, look me in my f*cking eyes
she thought i was gon’ be broke for life, i’m rich, surprise
my lil b*tch freaky in the bed, people think she’s shy

[verse]
she know i tell her [?] if i tell a lie
i’ll run a hundred thousand up, just [?]
i’ll leave the house broke, come back with some dog sh*t
these hoes don’t know who to choose, ’cause we all in
i ain’t buying verses with my rap money, i bought all bricks
my b*tches hardheaded, they gon’ [?] on soft sh*t
i gave my mama and my sister money, for i bought a kit
you oha me money, got me looking for you, [?]
my lil b*tch don’t want no lil n*ggas, she like bossy sh*t
i don’t wanna be around the old n*ggas that ain’t talking sh*t
my plug say he got some boes for me, he like call me quick
beat a skinny n*gga up with buffs on, i almost lost my sh*t
if i get caught with my [?] on, i’ma toss that b*tch
i get a n*gga touched down, like [?]
[?] rap n*ggas dying, it’s like [?]
these n*ggas be acting [?] like my hoes
please don’t touch that cheese, if it’s not your’s
these n*ggas’ll f*ck your road up, like pottholes
i ain’t f*cking with no hoes that ain’t got goals
you know we roll the beef up, like some tacos
it’s crazy, i never smoke weed, always got boes
[?] calling me a baby, like i’m not grown
[?] cool, i don’t want it if it’s not [?]
it ain’t sh*t to get a n*gga pressed, like a hot coam
i get a whole n*gga off, like i’m not on
i keep [?] with me, ’cause he drop sh*t
i did good, and made all my hoes toxic
all across the world on stages, rocking sh*t
and i still ain’t signed my name on a document
i ain’t ’bout to do no work, but i profited
my lil b*tch got all the chanel bags, no [?]
meet me at the white house of the ghetto, tryna politic
[?] baking soda in the water, i’m tryna lock this sh*t
we bought the big ar’s, [?] hockey sticks
[?] die in this b*tch
[chorus]
i’m tryna run a hundred thousand up a hundred times
i put a switch on my ar, sound like busta rhymes
i’m serious, n*gga, please don’t give me funny vibes
i’ll do whatever for the gang, ’cause i love the guys
talking to a real n*gga, look me in my f*cking eyes
she thought i was gon’ be broke for life, i’m rich, surprise
my lil b*tch freaky in the bed, people think she’s shy

- skilla baby lyrics

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