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shoebox baby & dqfrmdao - the sit down lyrics

[intro: shoebox baby]
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, it’s ‘box
(jd beats)
huh? it’s ‘box
yeah, yeah

[verse: shoebox baby]
h+llcat srt (what?), i don’t know hemi, know me (hmm)
glock 23 with a drum on the end, when it shoot, b+tch sound like beat
n+gga be talkin’ that rah+rah sh+t like, n+gga, you don’t even know me (yeah)
i don’t even like his b+tch, i paid for head, then went to sleep
treat his ass just like meat (mm), but i’ll leave it here in the street
young’ in the back pourin’ wock’ in a brisk, now the bottle look like a pink tea (wock’)
your b+tch gave me head up in mornin’ and i ain’t like it (yeah)
my b+tch gave me head up in the car, was so excited (yeah)
your b+tch gave me head with her best friend, i think they dykin’
your b+tch gave me head up in the church, that d+ck suck triflin’, uh
walk in saks, go straight to my man, he let me swipe it (yeah)
that b+tch drive me crazy, i don’t think she got her license (skrrt)
put my shorties on hits, they come back t’d, they wildin’
i was high as f+ck when i made this song, i was just freestylin’ (yeah)
my new b+tch tall as f+ck (yeah), with an ass like megan thee stallion (yeah)
i be fly as f+ck, you would think i got a stylist (yeah, yeah)

[verse: dqfrmdao]
shoot shots, b+tch, i’m foulin’ (shot)
i’m from o’block, b+tch, we violent (uh+huh)
insane, crazy, we be wildin’ (what?)
caught him in traffic, perfect timin’ (boom)
064, you better know (o’block), we be kickin’ down your door (uh+huh)
better lay down on the floor (what?), put the glizzy to his throat (boom, boom, boom)
now blow, it’s a score, gotta get back to the o (o’block)
boy, just pull up to the 4 (skrrt), we got ammo for that smoke (uh+huh)
chopper blow, glizzy blow (boom), n+ggas dyin’ when they post (uh+huh)
7.62’s wet him, soak (what?), his own blood, he gon’ choke (uh+huh)
with my shorty, he on go, call of zell, he wipe your nose (slatt)
that ain’t it, call cthang (uh+huh), and you know he brung .40 (big slatt ‘nem)
i got the drop, ayy, lil’ bros, just walk in and leave him froze (uh+huh)
that’s what you for droppin’ o’s (uh+huh), p+ssy boy, that’s what you chose (b+tch)

- shoebox baby dqfrmdao lyrics

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