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Massacre (feat. Doe Boy)

アーティスト:Babyface Ray, Doe Boy  アルバム:MOB  作詞:Babyface Ray, Doe Boy, Sledgren  作曲:Babyface Ray, Doe Boy, Sledgren  発売年:2022 

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The beast Yeah, for sure You know what the fuck goin' on, we know Oh, really? B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B B-B-B-B Let's go, let's go, uh (Uh) Real nigga, stand up (Go) I be poppin' shit, I got my rubber bands up (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Her bestie in the lobby, bitch, go bring your friend up (Come here) Before you drop a diss, bitch, go dig your mans up (Food) I be really playin' with choppers, I ain't into playin' tough (Grrah) I wish you could ask the last nigga that ran up (Grrah) Fuck niggas fold, real niggas stand up (Pussy) Nigga, I ain't told, nigga, when I got jammed up (Facts) IPhone thuggin', let me see you blam somethin' (Woah) Don't make me grab my burner phone, I send a hit on Samsung (Nah, for real) Then I make her panties drop, she see that fuckin' lamb comin' (Uh, come here, baby) Blue and yellow on my watch, look like the fuckin' Rams or somethin' (Oh, really?) I done fucked the same hoes as Odell Beckham in my city (Nah, for real) Come and flex us, Smith & Wessons, fuck it, stretch 'em in my city (Baow, baow, baow, baow) Came here playin' crazy, so we left him in my city Just dropped four bodies, told 'em to shine Watson and welcome to my city Got that blicky-blicky, up the switchie, bitchy, I get busy Look at my pockets, fat like Carmen, bitch, I'm probably who killed Kenny (No, for real) Know he happened, the police grabbed, don't try to kill my nigga Jimmy


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