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bleach boy ron - shoe fits lyrics

[verse 1: bleach boy ron]
we take time to disses i’m rolling the swishers and blowing the kisses
it’s been hit on i’m not talking misses
go back to the dishes
you ain’t got me right, send me my location
i ain’t afraid to fight
pull up at the light – smoke up and fight
this juana is all right
smoking the sticky and counting the benjis
your style is so f-cking trash, you’ve never abused the addi’s
pull up in the cadi, she call me daddy because she likes my body
if the shoe fits
i’m so exclusive
show you how i do this
i got your girl’s nudes b-tch
you’re a flash in the pan
walking around in trap diamonds
cause you think you the man
i don’t understand
let’s check your brand, you ain’t got no bands
pull up, scrr in my polo alaskan pants
i’m off the xans
mix the tramadol and the gold sh-t will go straight to the soul
quaaludes and bowls
so f-cking sold
i can’t pr-nounce
see me, you’re gonna f-cking bounce
let me give it to my brother marco
he just bought a f-cking ounce

[verse 2: marco]
this bleach boys, you ugly f-ck
wanna – alright, i got you
you think you funny
looking like an ugly easter bunny
this ron? get hit like megatron
dead on
your girl – lead on
legs are split – mega-diss
drink bleach – rap like meechy darko
i wrote this on warco
this isn’t a game
ask your dame, she knows my f-cking name
she thinks you’re lame
pounding her, scream my name
i’ll show you real pain
stick that needle in your f-cking vein
i’m clinically insane
i’ll put your rap to shame
weak – get leaked – locked and loaded
my sh-t’s coated, looking fat and bloated
big–ss t-tties – motorboat it
i’ll make that rap 2.5
catch me working 9 to 5
go home, wine and dine, i did the crime
listen to church bells chime
say goodbye
i can’t rap, but i keep the strap in my backpack next to the bleach boys mixtape
b-tch-made
sipping lean like lemonade
i’ve seen your twitter, man
remind me, am i sh-tter, man
lyrics are sinking quicker than quicksand
big plans – not with you
time travel with dr. who
give your dad a rugburn
pimp hand your mother
you’re uglier than the n-gga from flubber
man, i hate you
your page is fake too
it’s okay boo, you remind me of cindy lou who
you suck, my girl swallowed
sit back before i fill you with hollow tips
you know i like cheese nips
but this isn’t about me
i wrote this without any tree
try to beat me, you can’t compete to me
looking like an ugly n-gga, f-cking jay-z
ugh! sh-t! giving me a f-cking headache thinking about your ugly -ss…

- bleach boy ron lyrics

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