letra de lady lumps - sadtrojan
[intro: sadtrojan]
yeah
fah, fah!
yeah
uh
yeah, yeah, uh (i love you sadtrojan)
[verse 1: sadtrojan & sheluvmaxxx]
i tell lil’ shawty to slide to me
two b-tches stay to the left and the right of me
step in that b-tch, like, there’s n0body fly as me
feelin’ to c-cky, shorty, you not ridin’ me
black and green diamonds, i’m feelin’ like ben 10
not talkin’ batman, i’m gettin’ my vengeance
shawty too thick, gotta grab like a lemon
i’m a rap senior, you rap like a freshman
uh, i took my b-tch to belize
d-mn, my pockets gettin’ obese
wait, shawty, she be for the streets
but i can’t lie, sometimes she be in my sheets, d-mn
i’m ridin’ around in that “what-is-that?”
what you make in a month, ‘kay, i double that
can’t trust a hoe, i’m not trustin’ that
i rock a safari, no bucket hat
ride in a di-, ah!
ride in a diatto, rumpi-,
uh
ride in a diatto, bumpin’ waffle on the speaker
i just got a shawty but i told her i don’t need her
just hit my paypal if you want a feature
i’m in the game and you watch on the bleacher
feelin’ like kodak, i’m gettin’ my broccoli
can’t name a song of a rapper that’s toppin’ me
who the f-ck you think you is? you can’t walk with me
she spam my posts and i told her, “stop stalkin’ me”
that sh-t was way too loud for me to rap on
i’m gettin’ tired i gotta get max on
trojan, he threw me the alley, i’m finna go dunk
my glock in the front and my guns in the trunk
he smokin’ on gas, it smell like a skunk
tattoos on my b-tch, yeah, she look like a punk
n-gga can’t punk that
i got a bomb on my side like i’m junkrat
n-ggas, they be tryna test me, they flunk that
that bullet gon’ hit his foot, that boy can’t run back
we caught him ducking, he froze like a popsicle
i’m at the top, you can’t jump over obstacles
i’m sixteen, f-ckin’ a milf, philosophical
“max, baby, where is you at?” in the tropicals
sadtrojan, he batman, b-tch, i’m robin
he dissin’ on who? he get hit in the noggin’
she said i got hoes, i said, “b-tch, i got options”
he’s in the er for them new diagnostics
i got a gun on my side, finna toggle
b-tch, i got a shawty, i’m not finna squabble
my chain made of diamonds, yo’ sh-t made of cobble
b-tch, i’m pushin’ the gas, b-tch, i’m goin’ full throttle
matter fact, let me not say that
dissin’ me, i f-ck your hoe just for payback
you cannot shoot, n-gga, can’t get this k back
trojan gon’ shoot, if you move better stay back
b-tch, i’m at the top of my game
i’m top two, not you, you can’t say the same
i f-ck and i dip on hoes like david blaine
i’m f-ckin’ your hoe, my n-gga, who you blame?
hop on these hoes and i jump like it’s hopscotch
can’t wait ’til i’m in la with a droptop
aim for his head and that n-gga a crop top
it’s gon’ explode? i heard more like some pop rocks
haha, fah!
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