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babyface from the south - 1100 lyrics

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1100 (babyface fts)
i got two bullets in my clip
bet that i won’t miss
bet that you won’t miss this diss
f-cked around and made a band last week
f-ck 4 times 3 you can’t catch me
mckee is me, i f-ck for free, i f-cked yo b she sucked my d
everybody notice me
an o’ ain’t f-cking sh-t to me

get the f-ck out my face b-tch
i said you ain’t taking sh-t
carloco blowing that dope smoke bout to choke hold yo mom’s throat
i’m serving on the f-cking street, asking who the f-ck is me
b-tch i serve yo momma and stuff a grabba and hit that re-up

pull up with a ton
pull up with that uh
b-tch i pull up with yo mom, she on the phone, she all alone
i hit a dome
i lost an o’ at bishop moore but it ain’t sh-t cause i got more
loud pounds on fat clouds, coolin with ceej at the trap house

spittin the lyrical, it is so typical, jump on my sh-t its a miracle
quoting the musical cause it is crazy how it relates to my situation
b-tch i’m impatient, let’s make a statement, bout how you hating until i’m famous, raking in change while you misbehave, i can’t tolerate, b-tch i am insane, they calling my name
babyface make ’em fade away
f-ck the kkk, but i let ’em hang
b-tch i’m sw-ngin like an orangutan and i’m sayin hey to my dawg macy wood



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