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letra de may god bring me chicken - babytron

[intro]
may god be my witness, may god bring me chicken
sh-ttyboyz, dog sh-t militia
long live $cam, you know? nyah
hmm, hmm
hmm, hmm, hmm
okay, okay, sh-t

[verse]
i’ll let the whole biscuit off and leave the fully hot
you gotta leave with that rego glock, this the fully spot
hit him with that fully opp, make him fully bop
dsm, f-ck the kennel, why they got my bullies locked?
yeah, i seen that lil’ skydweller, that’s a rookie watch
he ain’t hit a thing when he slid, he got a rookie shot
boy, you’s a p-ssy pop, your b-tch gettin’ her p-ssy popped
boy, i’m too schooled, they was on the playin’ hookie side
flyin’ ’round, too deep, just me and fine sh-t
if she don’t see that i’m a blessing, then she’s mines [?]
they gon’ see it as a weakness if you use some kindness
walk up, crack a smile, show ’em what this 9 is
i’ve been eatin’ so good, i caught the -itis
b-ttoned down in soho if they catch me off the rikers
if i’m in the booth for too long, boy, i be done caught on fire
irritatin’ b-tch, every day i’m gettin’ called a liar (man)
i think the chicken crossed the street because he seen his twin
b-tch got a waterpark, might accidentally leave it in (splash)
huh, she a ten, can you blame me, though?
what i’m rolling’s louder than a cranked-up radio (cranked-up radio)
she gon’ pick me up, get f-ll-tio, then take me home
told big cuz, “i’m rich now, i ain’t your baby bro” (nope)
oh, this what they hate me for? (wow)
in my evaluation, ain’t it safe to say he’s broke? (lame)
in miami on a yacht, the woopies doin’ twosie (woop)
incognito on the skit, i might just scoop the hoopty
let her hold my phone while she eat it, told her shoot a movie (shoot a movie)
y.o and curtis, sh-t, i’m finna boogaloo it (ayy)
bedtime, tomorrow, doggy gotta two-to-two it (snore)
we ain’t worried ’bout your shottas, we’ll shoot to shoot it
we’ll k!ll the k!llers, we’ll rob the robbers
all that moissanite, you honestly just better rockin’ copper
so many eaters lined up, we can go bop for bopper (d-mn)
b-tch forgot that i owned her, until the collar shocked her (sh-t)
always got somethin’ to say, but do you got a dollar?
all that role playin’, i’m surprised that she don’t got an oscar (f-ck)
i got a thousand sons out here, i’m a proud father (wow)
[?] i put this pound on her (pound)
tryna talk about the road, i’m the route founder
he don’t really been up in the trenches, dog a downtowner
[outro]
sh-ttyboyz, dog sh-t militia
two l’s, then a dollar sign
t-double-h-l
you know?

- babytron

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