The Croods

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The Croods

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[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 nigga, I'mma go up You lookin' for me, my nigga, 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 nigga be fake as hell, 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 dick Before I, [?] yo name Y— y—you boutta' fall off, boy, that's a shame You not was up with me, nigga, stay in your lane (Pffft) Bitch I put in that hard work, put in that pain And I pop out that cutta, call me boogeyman Got- got drill sticks bitch, I'm marching like a band Got drill sticks bitch, marching single file C— creep, on yo' block T— that, bitch a thot I might fuck wit' shawty, but I might not Put yo hands up, I'm finna hit you with one-two Wake up every day, bitch, I gotta be grateful I don't fuck with these bitches, I know that I'm faithful Just leave me alone, just leave me alone Cause' I'm in my zone And the ARP finna' fuck a bih', pwn And lil' shawty get me a lil' ice cream cone And you finna' get left behind, or comin' with me? N— nigga be cryin', because I said so That nigga a pussy, can't take [?] backhoe These niggas be lendin' [?] We on the same team, how you gon' switch? And my shawty too comfy, you can't have my bitch Cause' we got piles of sticks, like a witch She get up underneath, suck a dick If you don't know me, nigga, stop associ' I'm tryna' [?], show you like a [?] I- I rock that hoe, bitch, I had the Lego I'm stackin' bricks, nigga, 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, nigga, like the sun Ay, and she gon' fuck it up W— w— where you hear my shit? Pipe up Okay, on the run, Tay-K G— got that Nerf gun, I'mma spray Nigga, whatchu' gon' do when I pop out Nigga, me and uno got them Glocks out For a show, bitch, I need fifty-four And I shoot a nigga in his heel Heart broke, I'm tryna' heal Her booty big, I'm tryna' feel (On god) I was starvin', I ain't have no meal Nigga lookin' like, "What's the deal?"

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