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tha boobi police - freeze! lyrics

-808 mafia-
-hood rich-
-metro boomin want some more-
-zaytoven-
-sonny digital-
-thanks ugly god-

i drip on your b-tch like water
i splash on your b-tch with the water
i feel like i’m 21 savage
i pull up and f-ck on your daughter
i drip on your b-tch like water
i splash on your b-tch with the water
i feel like i’m 21 savage
i pull up and f-ck on your daughter

yo play that track, like gogurt
me in the pool, wet t shirt
walk in the club, them panties soakin
goin’ home alone, macaulay culkin
these girls borscht, they mad beat
speed in the porsche, crocs on my feet
pro skater 3, that game’s hype
clothes 50% off, that’s a half pipe
k!lling this beat, that’s first degree
got b-tches salty like the dead sea
if we talkin drugs let’s sip lean
two fat cups like double-ds
m-st-rb-t- before i text my ex, that comes in handy
bring her home for a little head, i call her randi
sometimes i mix my words up sayin what the heck, g
rollin up a fat jay and then i get some neck heh
sippin arizona with a fresh cut slice of lime, this beat straight r-t-rded cl-ss at phoenix online

keep kosher but we goin ham
got long arms like sp-ce jam
two jack-sses like steve and bam
and we stay rappin like we got a plan
b, you couldn’t see what we be spittin
hoobie can drive the ball or he can p-ss it to pippen
living life like it’s the script of a movie
smoke an l let’s take off, like i was left off bad and boujee
yo girl’s a hoe she would suck d-ck for a smoothie
come at us we’ll have you running back, rudy
my lexicon be sick
and these words keep gettin sicker
might speak my mind and be a d-ck
the pc’s call me richard
give your girl a little liquor get her out of her knickers
and then i’ll feed her a snickers so she keeps getting thicker
watch me put this beat together like i’m bob the builder
and keep the club steady bouncing like the hotdog filter
you see i’m just a kid – but i don’t play with no toys
i’ll crack your skull open like a cold one with the boys
imma finish off this track while our pockets get bigga
so now you know it’s hoob and scott and that’s word to my …

dude, you can’t say that!

water water
i come alive in the fourth quarter
i put the wet-back in your girl’s pants like we south of the border

-laughs- alright, it’s getting late. let’s stop there

- tha boobi police lyrics

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