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babytron – tootsie roll lyrics

[intro]
the b+tterfly?
uh+uh, that’s old
let me see the tootsee roll
d+mn, i done fell asleep in the studio and woke up
thought i went through a time machine or something
this b+tch crazy, reuel
reuel, stop playing with these n+ggas
yeah
okay, reuel, yeah, yeah
aye, aye, sh+ttyboyz
d+mn, hold on
sh+ttyboyz, sh+ttyboyz
aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
sh+ttyboyz

[verse 1]
eyes red, i’ll flame you up like [?]
got every color fit it is, i’m the tech god
real life scorer but i’m thinking ’bout thе next slide
scope on this b+tch so i think this a hеadshot
d+mn, turtle pie, this a head hot
donate a flatline to him, he a dead guy
yo main mans a burger so i’ma call you “french fry”
just made ten, still got crust in my left eye
big moncler, f+ck around and tuck a rocket launcher
boy plugged in, two shots gon’ stop the charger
you ain’t never scored a point, boy, i’m probably not gon’ guard you
b+tch like, “when we gon’ link?”, sh+t, not tomorrow
sh+t, and not today
made seven then i made six, b+tch, i’m dr. j
obj, one hand, i ain’t drop the play
my hotheads locked in, make you unlock a safe
if it’s busts then i’m there, tom brady
chrome hearts on, black heart, you cannot break me
two sticks on me but i promise you cannot play me
i’ma probably shoot both of ’em till the swat take me
hold on, turn around, touchdown, flex
hold on, b+tch, can’t f+ck, just neck
f+cked up chase with a f+cked up check
if you f+ck with gang, you get f+cked up next
off+white trunks, how i jump in wet
ran it up chilling, how the f+ck i sweat?
lil’ b+tch a zombie, she suck my flesh
b+tch, you ain’t the only one i text
slide, slide
h+llcat finna fly
got big drip like i’m tipped on my side
i don’t work sh+t, shift drift when i drive
glock pick him up, he get lift, ain’t no ride
you down one but the clock bust, ain’t no time
you could be on a skateboard and don’t grind
talk sh+t on fake page, know you hate yo life
off+white but the switch on on the ar
had to switch clothes [?] from my face card
thinking you f+cking with me, you off a laced bar
thinking you keeping up, you better have a race car
i ate lamb chops in a i8
i ain’t finna fight you, i’m a lightweight
shoot him in the middle of a log and see [?]
b+tch, what am i? twelve and a half times eight
huh, do the math, that’s a hundred, b+tch
we’ll still walk around with a hundred clip
you’ll have to be a fat guy, tryna stomach this
kfc kit, got a leg or a drum for it
dub or a l? sh+t, it’s just life
what’s in my cup? like, sh+t, it’s just sprite
scam, swipe, sh+t, the jugg life
rip kembo, self+scan, hook twice
one of one, make a lil’ b+tch look at least once
that’s fraud sh+t, i’m up blues, b+tch, i’m [?] up
what’s that beep? oh, stan backed the jeep up
double or a triple like y’all gon’ have to team up
b+tch, or i’ma drop a light sixty
on something new, been a while since i liked giffies
fast car, south beach, life like vice city
cut into the b+tch like [?] my only type pretty
lil’ b+tch toxic, that head got a antidote
i ain’t even catholic, i’ll probably scam the pope
if you ain’t my girlfriend, i’ll scam you, ho
two things that yo b+tch know is gag and choke
[bridge]
slide, slide
yeah, i’m finna go in the store and slide right now
no cap, ha

[verse 2]
huh, nah, i’m playing, i might get indicted
bad b+tch on my last nerve ’cause she indecisive
i’ma have withdrawals if we don’t hit verizon
might look mad but i swear that the pistol smiling
stan ain’t [?] but i swear he got a pole by him
[?] f+cking up new york, i think long island
red beam on his b+tch but it doesn’t [?]
dee finna grab a new whip that has no mileage
yeah, be a hundred, you don’t punch up
money falling out my pocket, can’t pick a one up
zaza, you gon’ fly high, take a puff, puff
stay low, be humble, watch how you come up
huh, yeah
7.62s makes his ass do the tootsee roll
buffs with the ice cost more than a cookie bowl
lil’ skinny b+tch but i swear that her p+ssy swole

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