letra de thirty four - babychrxs
[intro]
yeah, uh-huh-huh
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, you 34, you ain’t clutchin’ that— mm
yeah, uh, uh
yeah, that n-gga 34, he talkin’ all that sh-t though, what the f-ck
[chorus]
yeah, you a old n-gga, you ain’t got no band, you showin’ off but you ain’t got no fan
i can drop the lo’ but i can’t drop these hands, you talkin’ sh-t but you the one that ran
you at wendy’s, bro, where the fries? turn the stove on, put it high
aye, what yballa said? fries
you from the south, i can drop the lo’, i’m lil’ bro but i can get a ho
n-gga, you baldin’, where the hair go? on a e-date, where the ho go?
i don’t make disses but i’m with it, ask your girl, yeah, she f-ckin’ with it
yeah, ask your girl, yeah, she f-ckin’ with it
[verse 1]
yеah, this n-gga got fumbled by a ho
n-gga got left by a tranny ho
yeah, n-gga can’t gеt a ho
it ain’t about that though
yeah, yeah
you 34 with no life, you on discord every night
i ain’t heard of you win a fight, you 34 with no wife
you live with your mom, bro, that’s nice, i seen the sh-t stains with the lights
how the f-ck you sleep there every night? the way you livin’, n-gga, it ain’t right
[chorus]
you a old n-gga, you ain’t got no band, you showin’ off but you ain’t got no fan
i can drop the lo’ but i can’t drop these hands, you talkin’ sh-t but you the one that ran
you at wendy’s, bro, where the fries? turn the stove on, put it high
aye, what yballa said? fries
you from the south, i can drop the lo’, i’m lil’ bro but i can get a ho
n-gga, you baldin’, where the hair go? on a e-date, where the ho go?
i don’t make disses but i’m with it, ask your girl, yeah, she f-ckin’ with it
yeah, ask your girl, yeah, she f-ckin’ with it
[verse 2]
this n-gga 34 and he a pedophile
you been talkin’ sh-t, n-gga, been a little while
[chorus]
you a old n-gga, you ain’t got no band, you showin’ off but you ain’t, ain’t got no fan
i can drop the lo’ but i can’t drop these hands, you talkin’ sh-t but you the one that ran
you at wendy’s, bro, where the fries? turn the stove on, put it high
aye, what yballa said? fries
you from the south, i can drop the lo’, i’m lil’ bro but i can get a ho
n-gga, you baldin’, where the hair go? on a e-date, where the ho go?
i don’t make disses but i’m with it, ask your girl, yeah, she f-ckin’ with it
yeah, ask your girl, yeah, she f-ckin’ with it
[outro]
you 34, you ain’t got no son, n-gga a b-tch, he ain’t got no buns
uh, uh, aye, this the same dude who paid for pictures, gang
it wasn’t even worth it, bro, what the f-ck
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