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letra de rockabye baby - ceo trayle

[intro: doe boy & ceo trayle]
p-ssy-ass boys
he think it’s sweet, we gon’ rock him straight to sleep
you know what the f-ck goin’ on, man, rubber band money gang, n-gga, rubber band murder gang, n-gga
n-ggas talkin’ ’bout brains hang, n-gga, your brains gon’ hang before mine do, though (yeah)
you dig? (oh, really?)

[chorus: ceo trayle & doe boy]
this a trackhawk, not a straight jeep, rockabye the baby (skrrt)
i don’t want no chicken, b-tch, give me the steak, please (let’s go, think i’m playin’?)
when this sh-t be up, it’s stuck and i don’t take pleas (think i’m playin’?)
murder one suspect, i’m outrunnin’ all the jakies (oh, really?)
and big backdoor, he had kicked it in
i’m done with her, i want her friend
this money just start comin’ in, come help me spеnd it (come here, baby)
ayy, you got dracs, wеll, i got dracs, thought you was gon’ scare me, didn’t it?
and i’m not sparin’ none of these n-ggas, ’cause they didn’t spare me, did it?

[verse 1: ceo trayle]
glock 19x, go wherever with it
young n-gga preparin’ to depart, g5 jet we sit in
my wrist and necklace glisten, put that b-tch out, she don’t listen
i ain’t scared to make no enemies, i’m scared if you be friendly
n-ggas still might try to end me
it was just wock’ in my cup, smoke biscotti smoke
s-xy b-tch, tell her come here, put my hands ’round her throat
n-gga must thought i wasn’t gon’ be big boss c4, now find the joke
still gotta deposit this check from rolling loud, gotta find the time, i’m still not broke
sauce, drip on my clothes, n-gga might steal my coat
and when i talk finesse, it make her wet, she put it in her throat
i told her not to stress, i got a check, you keep on all your clothes
just let me rob your plug, let me backdoor all your bros
mr. door kicker, lean sipper, perfect ten, eat e like skittles
i told melo give me twenty-thousand, make me bigger
he didn’t do it, i’m not mad, alone, i still delivered
it’s babies in the other room, i still ain’t got no sitter
[chorus: ceo trayle & doe boy]
this a trackhawk, not a straight jeep, rockabye the baby (skrrt)
i don’t want no chicken, b-tch, give me the steak, please (let’s go, think i’m playin’?)
when this sh-t be up, it’s stuck and i don’t take pleas (think i’m playin’?)
murder one suspect, i’m outrunnin’ all the jakies (oh, really?)
and big backdoor, he had kicked it in
i’m done with her, i want her friend
this money just start comin’ in, come help me spend it (come here, baby)
ayy, you got dracs, well, i got dracs, thought you was gon’ scare me, didn’t it?
and i’m not sparin’ none of these n-ggas, ’cause they didn’t spare me, did it?

[verse 2: doe boy]
wanna f-ck ’cause i got posted up by drake and lil baby
oh, you the savage future be talkin’ ’bout? yeah, b-tch, i’m crazy
cuffed an amg, i got the right to drive her crazy
oh, you the n-gga lebron always postin’? yeah, ho, that’s me (let’s go)
twenty-three n-ggas found dead in cleveland last week (yeah, that’s me)
think you gon’ run up on future? how you gon’ get past me? (yeah, that’s me)
p-ssy tried to dead it, chopper knocked his ass to last week (fool)
i don’t talk to b-tches, hit the club and let the bag speak (come here, baby)
beezy keep the pole, you know beezy love to tote
i got booked for a walkthrough, my pockets couldn’t fit through the door (oh, really?)
put you in icu ’cause i see that you a ho
need to take this b-tch off, i’m so high, can’t see through the scope (you think i’m playin’?)
think you gon’ take my chain off, your p-ssy ass been snortin’ dope (p-ssy)
you knew i was gon’ flip that whip, the f-ck you bought them forgis for? (oh, you think i’m playin’?)
hit the mall and let a forty go, then let the 40 blow (oh, you think i’m playin’?)
hit the crib with forty hoes, i’m ’bout to pay for forty hoes’ toes (come here, baby)
[chorus: ceo trayle & doe boy]
this a trackhawk, not a straight jeep, rockabye the baby
i don’t want no chicken, b-tch, give me the steak, please (let’s go, think i’m playin’?)
when this sh-t be up, it’s stuck and i don’t take pleas (think i’m playin’?)
murder one suspect, i’m outrunnin’ all the jakies (oh, really?)
and big backdoor, he had kicked it in
i’m done with her, i want her friend
this money just start comin’ in, come help me spend it (come here, baby)
ayy, you got dracs, well, i got dracs, thought you was gon’ scare me, didn’t it?
and i’m not sparin’ none of these n-ggas, ’cause they didn’t spare me, did it? (think i’m playin’?)

- ceo trayle

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