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billy boy brody - rugged shootas lyrics

intro
yeah yeah i just threw my b+tch away cuz she couldn’t get it up she couldn’t get it up she couldn’t get it up
i don’t never need no shooters b+tch i’m cracking by myself sticky brought the ruler that’s my slime that’s my brother yeah yeah

[chorus] i just do my b+tch away cuz she can get it up stack too much chick+fil+a i f+ck the ceiling up just don’t mind me when i stuck as we was living rough b+tch i make a brick a day i really live it up just don’t mind me when i stuck cuz we was living rough

b+tch i grew up kind of ruggid and that sh+t f+cked with our soul
man some sh+t i seen was rugged i’ll admit my heart was cold
lost two brothers at one time it ain’t no cappin’ what kind is that
if i find out who it was i grabb my slapper i’m about to vanish
i just took a trip to pluto and i tell ’em come and find me
i don’t carry change but i bet my b+tch a d+mn piece
the chopper bouncing give a f+ck about if they sign me
i took a loss in every since then i’ve been slimy
my credit k!lls a valid yeah i’ll be with k!llers for real
i had a dream about a patek then i woke up with the chills
i got to stick you on in a couple racks and it’s coco yeah yeah

[chorus]
yeah yeah yeah when i bought the rollie b+tch you got me talking proper
my little brother bought the key and i feel like he’s a rastas
when i bought the rollie b+tch it got me talking to proper
i’m a rapper not a singer but the chopper like madonna
i seen brody toten drillers with the k!llers in the honda
all my n+ggas daddies was trapping not the deli catch a body and giuseppe
i don’t know what a n+ggas friendly
k!llers grew up watching belly since the uwah we was ready
just don’t let him get the addy he go bl!ck ’em bl!ck ’em belly
[verse 2]
(detective) : oh you from billy boys you a murderer?
(billy boy brody): man that was not us
(detective) : oh you got plenty toys you got burners huh
(billy boy brody): oh we got choppers
boy you better not let us get that addy we going to pop up
b+tch i keep a big bliky but my belly like i’m shotta
and this is different flow
you might come about the mud but this a different floor
k!ller seeking for revenge he go give and go we got glocks and f&n’s we go to get ’em gone
yeah yeah yeah i just bought the rollie in the got me talking proper
i just bought a k you got me feeling like a rasta
no i’m not a singer sent that boy to the doctor
we got bb’s in beretta sticky singing like a opera
i really live it though
i just broke up with my b+tch and got a different hoe
shot two stickies at one time and made a different hole
if anaya want them dead i got to get them gone
oh oh oh k!lling made a living off the cocoa
i can’t do the snitches that’s a no no
sticky that’s my slime that’s my brother bro bro
put codeine in the sprite got me moving so slow
when i see him i’m just shine fo’ i shoot the shot
you can’t even walk a mile in my gucci socks
if the n+ggas ever think about running through the spot
the chopper make a n+gga cupid shuffle make them duty pop (now that’s a low blow)
my little brother bought the kay and now he feel like he’s a rasta
when i bought the rollie b+tch you got me talking proper
i’m a rapper not a singer but the chopper like madonna
i seen brody toten drillers with the k!llers in a honda
all my n+ggas daddies was trapping not the deli
catch a body and giuseppe ion know them n+ggas friendly
k!llers grew up watching belly since the owwop we was ready just don’t let him get the addy we going to bl!ck ’em bl!ck them belly
[outro]
like i’m a rasta …………grew up watching belly come on baby like ala rasta bought the rollie and it got me talking proper ….send a n+gga to the doctor oh you from billy boys them n+ggas in the city making plenty noise …. we go get’en n+gga bl!ck ’em

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