a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

babytron - rude as hell lyrics

[intro]
da+na+na+na+na, ooh sh+t
aye aye yeah i’m back in the booth
aye aye hmm aye
sh+ttyboyz

[verse]
i done blew 20 20 times before i turned 20
imma shoot his ass off the wock, he gon turn mummy
2020 h+llcat yup, f+ck up the curb then we
stomp his ribs in, in these loubs, can’t leave a shirt bl++dy
don’t forget, you can die with your gun on you
sleeve nash got a trick, i can turn one to two
be patient little man, when you up they’ll come to you
ain’t gotta spend money i can put a punch on you
i ain’t gotta throw a jab, cause the glock will knock yo ass out
i’ll leave his body twitching like that motherf+cker lagged out
four twenty+five offwhite i got the tags out
rude as h+ll saggin mike amiri’s with my ass out
rude as h+ll to the b+tch at sak’s, “where the water bottles”
stop procrastinating talking bout you’ll do them all tomorrow
mhm yeah i know that imma ball tomorrow
did, you know i could make 20 off fraud tomorrow
hood b+tch got that wap, i got that drop
this exotic pop, you don’t twist you push to pop
juugin in my crocs, yeah i’m juugin till i stop
for that guap, we’ll bust his top, rock the block
hot ass kitchen, hair frizzing like its rick and morty
if she ain’t putting money on the table, ain’t no d+ck for shorty
gotta raise my voice every time this little b+tch ignore me
told my teacher if it ain’t bin ain’t no history for me
then, i proceeded to up the blue
i can put a hole in your face, these some f+ckin loubs
got me feeling like ’80s, who the f+ck is you
if you wasn’t [?]
f+cked around and scuffed him with the drac, cause he scuffed my shoes
woke up winning, you wake up and f+cking lose
had her in that huh huh position, b+tch touch your shoes
high as h+ll eating benihana’s you hear, puffs and chews
fully auto chop but, i keep a little semi
i done shot him in his eye, imma call him lil fetty
i be arguing with my b+tch, i know i’m a little petty
i lie cheat and steal, b+tch i feel like lil eddie
i got crazy ass off, wizzy looking like i sp+ce travel
doing dirt on the road, no this street ain’t gravel
his heart jumped straight through that fubu when i aimed at him
b+tch think i’m boo boo the fool, can’t throw no paper at her
[?], i got bl!cky don’t approach me
i been ballin’ off the court, they ain’t have to coach me
they talking bout they wanna blow me, they don’t even know me
i guess it makes sense cause she blew, me she ain’t know me
we don’t flash other people money, boy this hundred ours
i can’t buy a beer, but i could up a hundred large
d+mn near had to stop drop and roll with these 100 cards
your grown+ass doing tiktok’s, this ain’t stomp the yard
hm, guess what? you chris brown
i don’t need a confirmation, b+tch i’m the sh+t now
i was hiding from the cameras, gotta take them pics now
they say you what you eat, but if i’m eating shrimp how?
i’ll big bro you, i’ll have my b+tch blow you
stan got the drac, feel bad if it’s loaded
should’ve dropped an olaf chain, cause it’s frozen
yall shouldn’t try to hold your man’s, b+tch i’m chosen
it’s 10:37 pm i made 20 today, real ass question, have you even made money today?
hotbox like the milky way, come jump in the wraith
how you in a stackdemic, boy you running in place?
valent high, he done hopped in the hotbox
she, don’t chew me, till i bust like some pop rocks
rob van dam off the rope, my work top notch
post in that dirty crop top, she done got blocked
[outro]
hahaha
she done got blocked
huh, my b+tch top notch
yeah, yeah
i lie, i cheat, and i steal
viva la raza

- babytron lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS