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letra de crocodile - bigbabygucci

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[intro]
(​jackpott!)
(rochambeau)

[chorus: bigbabygucci]
welcome to the pain shop
you can’t even dodge, boy, them bullets come like raindrops
kelly crocodile bag, i’m trickin’ on my main thot (on my main thot)
he ain’t ready to die ’bout it
limousine, he got five-guy’ed
in love with these records, i came from a ipod (yeah)

[verse 1: bigbabygucci]
get the cannon then i wild out
i give her d-ck and she give me the side-eye
yeah, lil’ b-tch, she working at five guys
i get the play and i flip it like [?]
shawty, she say that i’m toxic
i do not care, i’m off the market
i’m in the benz, watch how i park it
rollin’ three-five, laughin’ at martin (at martin)
watch how i park it (park it)
need no key to start it (hit it)
i move out to cali’, i turn to a florist
she just from the valley, i hope she not boring
i think you got tapped, i can’t tell you what i’m doing
[chorus: bigbabygucci]
welcome to the pain shop
you can’t even dodge, boy, them bullets come like raindrops
kelly crocodile bag, i’m trickin’ on my main thot (on my main thot)
he ain’t ready to die ’bout it
limousine, he got five-guy’ed
in love with these records, i came from a ipod (yeah)

[verse 2: alois]
i’m ’boutta dive right in
bullets gon’ fly by, right in
tats all on my skin
benz, i slide through in a big-ass benz
drived it out the lane, yeah
i count different colors, i get paid, yeah
i count down my days, yeah
you don’t gotta say much (much, much)
we both wanted this, don’t let it change us (us, us)
i got different options, i got flavors (flavors)
if you wanna save us, then save us (us)
are you not entertained? yeah
i put the bags on her thang (thang), yeah
know i love my chain sw-ng (sw-ng), yeah
yeah, i’m gon’ let this choppa bang (bang), the same, yeah
i put one in yo’ brain (brain)
[chorus: bigbabygucci]
welcome to the pain shop
you can’t even dodge, boy, them bullets come like raindrops
kelly crocodile bag, i’m trickin’ on my main thot (on my main thot)
he ain’t ready to die ’bout it
limousine, he got five-guy’ed
in love with these records, i came from a ipod (yeah)

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