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babystaydown - switched my tool lyrics

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[intro]
ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah (ayy, what these n+ggas on, soulja?)
ayy, ayy, ayy (ayy, let it run, zayy, let it run, let it run)
yeah, yeah, yeah
ayy, y’all n+ggas know what the f+ck goin’ on, man (yeah, yeah, yeah)
ayy, it’s another one, yeah, and another one (yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah, it’s another one (what?)

[chorus]
f+ckin’ hoes by the two, ayy, you know how we do
lotta vibes in the room and they can’t even choose
one+thousand dollar shoes, spent some bands on my pants
lil’ boy, these not jimmy choo
frontline with a draco, what the f+ck he tryna do? (blrrt, blrrt, blrrt)
fine lil’ b+tch, coke bottle shape, she the one, yeah, not the two
my young n+gga walk with a ‘k on his back like he a troop, ooh
slidin’ in the motherf+ckin’ tracky, i’m poppin’ a addy, i’m switchin’ my mood, yeah (skrrt)

[verse]
the glock too hot, had to swap the dot, h+ll yeah, i switched my tool
before you think ’bout tryin’ me, yeah, yeah, yeah, n+gga, i shoot
i don’t give a f+ck, i’m paid, yeah, yeah, yeah, what ’bout you?
i’ve been goin’ through some things, yeah, yeah, yeah, but i’m cool
f+ck a opp, b+tch, bs gonna load up in that box and then clap sh+t
wrap sh+t just like a mummy, my youngins dummy
slide, catch another homi’, i really want it
i know this lil’ b+tch don’t want me, just want my montey
flyest young n+gga, snakes on the plane, i hear ’em comin’
you know this draco gon’ f+ck up a n+gga consious (blrrt)
you know how to f+ck up a whole vibe with that nonsense
slide on that boy with switchy, now he duckin’ (skrrt, skrrt, slide, slide)
can’t f+ck with that lil’ b+tch, she iffy, she up to something (yeah+yeah, oh, yeah)
you know i keep glizzy with me like my first cousin (ayy, yeah+yeah, ayy)
shoot your sh+t up, just be bustin’, we don’t do no bluffin’ (ayy, yeah+yeah)
double r, a n+gga real rich, spin out a cullinan (skrrt, blrrt, yeah+yeah)
[chorus]
f+ckin’ hoes by the two, ayy, you know how we do
lotta vibes in the room and they can’t even choose
one+thousand dollar shoes, spent some bands on my pants
lil’ boy, these not jimmy choo
frontline with a draco, what the f+ck he tryna do? (blrrt, blrrt, blrrt)
fine lil’ b+tch, coke bottle shape, she the one, yeah, not the two
my young n+gga walk with a ‘k on his back like he a troop, ooh
slidin’ in the motherf+ckin’ tracky, i’m poppin’ a addy, i’m switchin’ my mood (skrrt)



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