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dababy - hot boy shit* lyrics

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[intro]
narcos
bust me down, pyrex

[verse]
now this remind me of that hot boy sh-t
that lil’ weezy ’fore he changed his name to wayne, n-gga
might grow some dreads up out my head, pop out like chief keef
ain’t from chicago, but i’m guaranteed to bang, n-gga
i’ma let you know, i don’t give a f-ck if n-ggas eight feet
i still won’t let a n-gga play me like a lame n-gga
n-gga better go play with his lil’ kids before he play with me
i’m know to crash the state, give a f-ck about my lame n-ggas
go with your move, you lose your life, you make the wrong one
you the type of n-gga snuck in with a knife, i got a small gun
i upped this b-tch at you and bowl a strike and make ’em all run
and i hate to be talkin’ negative, but i gotta let it out
if i leave it in, i’ma catch a felony, n-gga, boom
got a pretty smile and i bust a n-gga -ss
i told my teacher i ain’t do my homework, i was f-ckin’ half the cl-ss
’cause i learned to do my math, ’cause i was f-ckin’ half of my cl-ss
“i thought your cl-ss had thirteen hoes?” that means i f-cked six and a half
i took that gas and mixed it with the weed from my mexican, it was bad
take zip out of every .448 and invested in my craft
givin’ n-ggas my cd, but now you see me on the front covers of the magazines and the tvs
they coulda seen me with a p.i.d. but instead they see me with the vvs
bg, n-gga, bling-bling
i make them b-tches drop it like it’s hot, my sh-t on repeat
make me mad, i dropped three albums in a year, call it a three-peat
keep on hatin’, i f-ck your…



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