thr33 - the croods lyrics
[verse]
fye+ fye hoe, bih’, what is your name
one shot, aim at yo’ brain
and i walk with that stick, no cane
had to change up, [?] still the same
not a lil’ boy, i had to grow up
i waited my time, my n+gga, i’mma go up
you lookin’ for me, my n+gga, come and get me
and we pop up that boy, shoot him in the kidney
ay’, i went through some hard times
yeah, i went through some hard times, but i stayed down
and i just hit the plug up, need me a pound
why the n+gga be fake as h+ll, just like a barb
tell em’ pass it, devil, i put in that casket
i’m in that scat pack, burnin’ through traffic
i’m from africa, so you know i love sticks
and this big booty bih’ finna bounce on my d+ck
before i, [?] yo name
y— y—you boutta’ fall off, boy, that’s a shame
you not was up with me, n+gga, stay in your lane
(pffft)
b+tch i put in that hard work, put in that pain
and i pop out that cutta, call me boogeyman
got+ got drill sticks b+tch, i’m marching like a band
got drill sticks b+tch, marching single file
c— creep, on yo’ block
t— that, b+tch a thot
i might f+ck wit’ shawty, but i might not
put yo hands up, i’m finna hit you with one+two
wake up every day, b+tch, i gotta be grateful
i don’t f+ck with these b+tches, i know that i’m faithful
just leave me alone, just leave me alone
cause’ i’m in my zone
and the arp finna’ f+ck a bih’, pwn
and lil’ shawty get me a lil’ ice cream cone
and you finna’ get left behind, or comin’ with me?
n— n+gga be cryin’, because i said so
that n+gga a p+ssy, can’t take [?] backhoe
these n+ggas be lendin’ [?]
we on the same team, how you gon’ switch?
and my shawty too comfy, you can’t have my b+tch
cause’ we got piles of sticks, like a witch
she get up underneath, suck a d+ck
if you don’t know me, n+gga, stop associ’
i’m tryna’ [?], show you like a [?]
i+ i rock that hoe, b+tch, i had the lego
i’m stackin’ bricks, n+gga, like a legos
and she wan’ be with me, baby, what we doin’?
and+ and i got that 5 on me, don’t run
and i shine that bright, n+gga, like the sun
ay, and she gon’ f+ck it up
w— w— where you hear my sh+t? pipe up
okay, on the run, tay+k
g— got that nerf gun, i’mma spray
n+gga, whatchu’ gon’ do when i pop out
n+gga, me and uno got them glocks out
for a show, b+tch, i need fifty+four
and i shoot a n+gga in his heel
[outro]
heart broke, i’m tryna’ heal
her booty big, i’m tryna’ feel
(on god)
i was starvin’, i ain’t have no meal
n+gga lookin’ like, “what’s the deal?”
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