pouya & boobie lootaveli – trick or treat lyrics
[chorus: b00bie lootaveli]
trick or treat, trick or treat, yeah that b-tch there a freak
i got golds inside my t–th, b-tch, i’m strapped up to the t–th
and my mama told me, “baby, be who you wanna be”
so i turned into a trapper, stuffed them babies in the seat
trick or treat, trick or treat, yeah, skrrting down your street
all these chains on, mr. t, p-ssy, you don’t wanna beef
and my mama told me, “baby, be who you wanna be”
but the way i’m living, i know she don’t really wanna see
[verse 1: pouya]
no you not my mans, no, i don’t wanna shake your hand
gotta keep it to myself, no, i can’t give out my plans
you was the one for me, but i really love them rubber bands
so you understand that i can never be your man
i hate myself too much, i never give me no credit
swipe the debit then forget it, let it rain like confetti
these hoes keep begging on my celly at 5 am but i’m ready
to get in that jelly and bust on that belly
i bet it, lil’ baby, i love when i get in that throat
[chorus: b00bie lootaveli]
trick or treat, trick or treat, yeah that b-tch there a freak
i got golds inside my t–th, b-tch, i’m strapped up to the t–th
and my mama told me, “baby, be who you wanna be”
so i turned into a trapper, stuffed them babies in the seat
trick or treat, trick or treat, yeah, skrrting down your street
all these chains on, mr. t, p-ssy, you don’t wanna beef
and my mama told me, “baby, be who you wanna be”
but the way i’m living, i know she don’t really wanna see
[verse 2: b00bie lootaveli]
trick or treat, i don’t gotta speak, i talk on the beat
she a freak, yeah, my b-tch a freak, she just wanna skeet
countin’ bands, you only get paid like every other week
yeah, lil’ b00bie prices jumping like the value of a key
keep a ‘k, c-ck it, let it spray, motherf-ck the fake
pocket watching, bobby smiling when they see you in your face
get a rake, we gon’ need a rake, countin’ all this cake
if you sat inside this lincoln, wouldn’t make it through the day
[chorus: b00bie lootaveli]
trick or treat, trick or treat, yeah that b-tch there a freak
i got golds inside my t–th, b-tch, i’m strapped up to the t–th
and my mama told me, “baby, be who you wanna be”
so i turned into a trapper, stuffed them babies in the seat
trick or treat, trick or treat, yeah, skrrting down your street
all these chains on, mr. t, p-ssy, you don’t wanna beef
and my mama told me, “baby, be who you wanna be”
but the way i’m living, i know she don’t really wanna see
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