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stanwill & babytron - ding dong lyrics

[intro: stanwill]
b+tch
b+tch (ooh, sh+t, what the f+ck, daniel?)
b+tch
duh

[verse 1: stanwill]
sweep the whole crib like we housekeeping
know her tippie toes hurt, your b+tch out creepin’
face card heavensent, but the mouth demon
i ain’t in the booth or in your b+tch, i’m tearin’ down neimans
your ho askin’ me what she gon’ need, i’m whippin’ out p+n+s
twenty b+tches in this ‘bnb, let’s have a house meeting
gotta give a special thanks to 201s and msrs, i swear i couldn’t do this sh+t without visa

[verse 2: babytron]
thank you
you went and bought them hoes don, they ain’t worth some tap water
wouldn’t give that b+tch a hug, you would drink her bath water
if i k!ll another verse, might gеt charged with manslaughter
stars in the cеiling, this a spector, not a wraith
i can open up the doors just by steppin’ on the brakes
shotta only problem, should he play the vector or the drac’?
turned the pint upside+down, naw, we ain’t measurin’ no drank

[verse 3: stanwill]
unky think he tmz, he get the extra when he scr+pe
glock’ll burn a n+gga top, it ain’t no pepper in his face
if they catch me up, i’m d+mn near helen keller for the day
they tryna get in with militia, but our sector out the way
hit the ‘wood, brodie look like ching chong
quick to hit a ho and ditch her, b+tches on my ding dong
how your b+tch hittin’ notes, you would think she sing songs
banana clip on the drac’ beat his chest like king kong
[verse 4: babytron]
anthony edwards how i slam jam in a ho
put that flame on his head, he bam bam bigelow
cuddy ’bout a stove and the hazmats whippin’ dope
i don’t care if you get on the amtrak, hit the road
pull up in an s+class, swing by v12
sh+t, my youngin got a shot, he ybl
i don’t wanna be lil’ bro ‘nem, you don’t need my gmail
paid the webster months to go for these, my jeans pre+sale
i got ’em retail

[verse 5: stanwill]
all that motherf+ckin’ d+ck suckin’, doggy must be dl
three hundred black with the supressor, this b+tch soundin’ like a leaf fell
i’m houdini when i see 12
out of hutchy, i done seen more money than a seash+ll
beefin’ with militia? think it’s better off you seek help
up at action impact clearin’ out the arp shelf

[verse 6: babytron]
really, you irrelevant, don’t even halfway matter
early morning pourin’ sun, ’bout as thick as pancake batter
tryna hit ’em in they roof, they better grab they ladders
dinner for a shark, hundred dollars for a crab cake platter
playin’ with my money, gotta know my patience paper+thin
seven hundred horses in the foreign feel like lazer dim
naw, for real, this b+tch a ufo, i’m like invader zim
no, i’m not a hater, but i hate to see a hater win
[verse 7: stanwill]
bro’ll pop you out the peacoat, you know p clutchin’
we don’t listen when you rap ’cause everything you speak rubbish
brought the chicken out today, i’m up a twenty+piece nugget
three favorite words to your ho, b+tch, keep suckin’
all+time leading scorer, all i know is seek bucket
with your b+tches like i never get there how i keep cummin’
i could see your bones, better eat somethin’
you would think he pescetarian with all that beef duckin’

[verse 8: babytron]
babytron, stanwill, this sh+t for the culture
hit him with that desert eagle, leave him for the vultures
cuddy serve the junkies somewhat shiesty, pulled up for a sculpture
rocky+ass wrist, all this gold, you might think it’s sulfur

[outro: babytron]
sh+ttyboyz, dog sh+t militia, long live $cam

- stanwill babytron lyrics

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