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babyface ray - touchdown lyrics

[intro: babyface ray]
(m+m+m+murda)
yeah

[verse 1: babyface ray]
matty boy vans cost a stack, how you comin’?
live a thug life, i should tat it on my stomach
key to this sh+t gettin’ money, stayin’ humble
ten b+tches with me, finna have a royal rumble
ayy, ten n+ggas with me and they all about some paper, n+gga
better be cautious in the water, alligator city
i was bein’ patient, never hated, yeah, i waited, n+gga
all towards the paper, these days, conversations different
ayy, murda on the beat
baby draco on the seat, man, it’s murder in the street
need a sports agent, thirty+thirty on the sleeve
d+ck+suck n+ggas tryna join a n+gga team
where was you?
i was in the gym all night tryna get this sh+t together like i hoop
livin’ proof
i was workin’ overtime
these n+ggas playin’, i was tryna feed the crew, n+gga
[chorus: babyface ray]
two+four+seven+three+six+six, thick b+tch
say she wanna f+ck, made her suck d+ck, touch this
keep it plain, only factory can touch this
heavy load, creative control, n+gga, come quick
it’s a scope on the ar like we hunt sh+t
f+ck rap, i’ll get back on that one sh+t
this my life, trill spill, i don’t stunt, b+tch
touch down, every town, we don’t punt, b+tch

[verse 2: peezy]
my up and they up, that ain’t the same
took the ‘dweller off, put on a prez’, this ain’t the same kit
i was down bad in the trap wearin’ the same sh+t
now a t+shirt cost a stack ’cause it ain’t sh+t
i don’t know how to make memes, so i make flips
i don’t take sh+t from no b+tch, i’m a real pimp
my n+ggas sell cocaine and they take hits
your b+tch got a lot of mouth and can’t take d+ck
used to reup with my connect once a month
now i’m ridin’ through the ghetto tryna ‘vest this sh+t or somethin’
call an instagram model, tell her let’s get into somethin’
all a n+gga do is work like i’m mexican or somethin’, yeah

[chorus: babyface ray]
two+four+seven+three+six+six, thick b+tch
say she wanna f+ck, made her suck d+ck, touch this
keep it plain, only factory can touch this
heavy load, creative control, n+gga, come quick
it’s a scope on the ar like we hunt sh+t
f+ck rap, i’ll get back on that one sh+t
this my life, trill spill, i don’t stunt, b+tch
touch down, every town, we don’t punt, b+tch
[outro: peezy]
twenty bands, fifty bands, hundred bands, that ain’t sh+t to me
hit your b+tch with my mask on, trick or treat
green beam on the chopper like a christmas tree
three diamond links on, forty cent a piece
you ain’t gotta pay for nothin’, b+tch, you with a g
took a thousand g7s down to tennessee
big rollie on my wrist when i lift the sleeve
copped a 2020 benz when i hit the streets
make my b+tch pull a b+tch, i ain’t gotta cheat
put them n+ggas out of business ’cause i got it cheap
stop lyin’, boy, you finished, you can’t lie to me
all i talk ’bout is numbers like the lottery
oh sh+t

- babyface ray lyrics

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