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letra de mike amiri monster - babytron

[intro]
e-enrgy made this one
brr
ha, ha, ha

[verse]
i know you hear my jeans growlin’, i’m a—
yeah, i know you hear my jeans growlin’, i’m a mike amiri monster
got it out the mud, the pape so dirty, gotta money launder
b-tch was always good for crackin’ jokes, i’m actin’ funny on her
swervin’ in a ‘vert with lil uzi, b-tch, my money longer
pour a quagen in the glass voss, this some muddy water
boy, f-ck that baby draco, akhi got a rocket launcher
i could put the whip in sp-ce mode, sh-t, i got a saucer
spent seven-fifty on palm angels, i just copped the joggers
heard its money out, time to restock embossers
flyin’ in the foreign, shootin’ lasers like a fighter pilot
christian loubie, red bottoms drippin’ like a fire hydrant
we gon’ pull up splashin’ with them ladders like we fire fightin’
2017, you probably seen me up in meijers, swipin’
pop dirtier than swamp water, this b-tch mutated
lifestyle four-k, it’s lookin’ like you blu-rayin’
fill the game breaker, take a shot, i bet the hoop breakin’
i can get a thousand pills and ten pints off two patients
sh-t, i was too patient
bet not open that oven, dog food bakin’
alpharma and the act’, sick, my juice ancient
every step i take exquisite, i can’t move basic
twin drums, give his ass two-hundred like a chug jug
that’s my la familia, i gotta show the plug love (brr)
it’s time to grow up and stop reminiscin’ on that one run
used to look up at the stars, ain’t know i would become one (brr, ha, ha)
sh-t, the more you work (brr), the more it pays off
in that low-rider, catch a body, than i scr-pe off (skrrt)

[verse]
never, ever will i fold, even if my clothes wrinkle (never, ever, never, ever, never, ever, yeah)
b-tch ain’t single, but this kid’ll make a ho mingle
you done made the roster if that throat gon’ make my toes tingle
car brand new, but how it sound, you think it’s prehistoric
tie him up and throw him on the wire if i crease the forces
out of town trippin’, jerami grant, i brought the sleeve to portland
dawg been snitchin’, at this point, he might be the warden
slidin’ in the bumblee, the opps gon’ need an epipen (brrt, bah, bah)
lookin’ like a transformer when that supercharger hemi bend
i done f-cked around and tore the door down, they ain’t let me in
they’ll try to frame you with some bullsh-t like you roger rabbit
sks, this b-tch kickin’ like a soccer practice
when i let it rip, you think you heard a helicopter landin’
cuddy said he need a glitch if he gon’ do the proper damage
boy, put that tool down, you are not a k!ller
can’t relate, jewel use his sh-t like he bob the builder
said that you a fan? where was you when i was droppin’ trillers?
i done dropped an ‘erc in my wock’, now my pop a blizzard

- babytron

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