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letra de crocs on my feet - lil squeakarius

[hook]
yeah, crocs on my feet (feet!)
b-tch i’m so elite (leet!)
i could never love no thot
she belongs to the street! (b-tch!)
yeah, crocs on my feet (feet!)
yeah, rubies on my t–th (teef!)
step, off a n-gga block, or else yo ass, get, beat! (beat!)
yeah, crocs on my feet (feet!)
b-tch i’m so elite (leet!)
i could never love no thot
she belongs to the street! (b-tch!)
yeah, crocs on my feet (feet!)
yeah, rubies on my t–th (teef!)
step, off a n-gga block, or else yo ass, get, beat! (beat!)

[verse 1]
she looking for salvation in the secular age, i ain’t no savior (ooh!)
she blew a kiss then jumped the ship, she thought that i would save her (naw!)
she just another hoe, eyes bright, uptight
she just fell in love with me soon as she saw my off white
crocs, on my feet, hoe
i just wanna make some dough
you think that you sl!ck you should back off before i take yo hoe
i’m just doin’ business, bro, don’t get mad at me
i been making wonder bread, all you made is sara lee
yeah, row, row, row my yacht, gently down the stream, aye
make me mad my shootas gon pull up with glock 43s, aye
she won’t leave me alone her life is all about me
i’m a sycophantic prophetic socratic junkie wannabe
[hook]
yeah, crocs on my feet (feet!)
b-tch i’m so elite (leet!)
i could never love no thot
she belongs to the street! (b-tch!)
yeah, crocs on my feet (feet!)
yeah, rubies on my t–th (teef!)
step, off a n-gga block, or else yo ass, get, beat! (beat!)
yeah, crocs on my feet (feet!)
b-tch i’m so elite (leet!)
i could never love no thot
she belongs to the street! (b-tch!)
yeah, crocs on my feet (feet!)
yeah, rubies on my t–th (teef!)
step, off a n-gga block, or else yo ass, get, beat! (beat!)

[verse 2]
callin up my schlime, mr. serotonin man
anytime i’m feelin’ down he finna sell a couple grams
my new hoe got an iq of zero, shes from instagram
she gon have to give me brain, that she never even had
she got a beautiful face, but nothing to say
these b-tches come after me every day
i’m bored of all the games they play
they still gon play em anyway
these b-tches lose their words, but they bodies finna shout
i’m tryna free the gang from prison, some of them n-ggas gon never get out
yeah, crocs the new wave, throw ya jordans in the trash
keep a hundred dollars for the down payment cash (aye)
when i cop the benz i trick the salesman into half the price (yuh)
if it don’t work i still pay less than i paid for my ice
[hook]
yeah, crocs on my feet (feet!)
b-tch i’m so elite (leet!)
i could never love no thot
she belongs to the street! (b-tch!)
yeah, crocs on my feet (feet!)
yeah, rubies on my t–th (teef!)
step, off a n-gga block, or else yo ass, get, beat! (beat!)
yeah, crocs on my feet (feet!)
b-tch i’m so elite (leet!)
i could never love no thot
she belongs to the street! (b-tch!)
yeah, crocs on my feet (feet!)
yeah, rubies on my t–th (teef!)
step, off a n-gga block, or else yo ass, get, beat! (beat!)

- lil squeakarius

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