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shittyboyz - big 3 lyrics

big 3 lyrics
[intro: babytron]
hot and spicy chicken, ramen noodles, you don’t know the
b+tch, sh+t
sbdsm, sbdsm

[verse 1: babytron]
hot and spicy chicken, ramen noodles, you don’t know the struggle
thinking that he tough in that moncler? gon’ blow his bubble
throw a 7.62 at him, i ain’t throwing knuckles
touchdown with the bag, boy, you ain’t supposed to fumble

[verse 2: stanwill]
knowing d+mn well that’s yo b+tch, i’ma like her pics
i ain’t fighting sh+t, .223s, they’ll ice yo clique
shoot a cannon at his face, i ain’t making licenses
rule breaker, f+ck the law, b+tch, i ain’t abiding sh+t

[verse 3: trdee]
peter chan on the chop’ll make ’em double dutch
strapped like a dyk+, it been a minute since we knuckled up
cut into this b+tch like, “girl, them n+ggas cannot f+ck with us”
did her like i’m [?] “sorry, baby, i don’t cuddle much”

[verse 4: babytron]
boy, we just taking off, this yo last hurrah
ahki and habibi slide together, send yo ass to god
i mean i lied, back then [?] smashed the [?]
it ain’t the big three if ain’t dee, stan, and tron
[verse 5: stanwill]
saying she ain’t throwing neck? i sent the red flag emoji
main b+tch a demon, put a palm angel jacket on me
feel like ain’t n0body got my back, i been stacking lonely
you know i ain’t stepping out the crib ‘less the blaster on me

[verse 6: trdee]
i’m a star, a big dipper ain’t got sh+t on dee
have him slide down and tell him jump into that b+tch on e
it could be the summer, stan still ’round with the head
hit a n+gga b+tch and left a lil’ mess on his sheets

[verse 7: babytron]
took the badges off the h+llkitty but it still zoomed
team undefeated, we don’t even hit the film room
if you ain’t sbdsm, b+tch, i don’t feel you
shooter f+cked up sliding, he off seven pills, blew

[verse 8: stanwill]
rolling like the autobots, this a drophead
if it’s up, it ain’t coming until you drop dead
this a motherf+cking stack i cannot spread
at the bnb iced up, making thots sled

[verse 9: trdee]
off a couple shots but i’m still good to send a couple
balling like i’m steph, tell them boys they got us in a double
sh+ttyboyz what? boy, yo lame+ass almost made me chuckle
set the play and 7.62s flying through yo huddle
[verse 10: babytron]
wockiana turned my cream soda into hennessy
pull up from wherever, i got demigod tendencies
unky f+cking up the rope from west v to tennessee
hunnid dollar eighthy, heard you smoking sh+t that’s ten a g

[verse 11: stanwill]
7.62s in a bop, i don’t tussle, dummy
b+tch, i wake up thinking ’bout a bag, i’m a hustle junkie
babytron done dropped the buffs on ’em, he a muscle junkie
gmc suburban but i’m riding through the slums with unky

[verse 12: trdee]
yellow bone like rubi rose, never save this pretty face
never cared for tony hawk but steady grinding like i skate
they’ll see you getting to it and try to stop you like a brake
why the f+ck you saving hoes? you need to go and burn yo cape

[outro: trdee]
never cared for tony hawk but steady grinding like i skate
why the f+ck you saving hoes? you need to go and burn yo cape

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