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letra de nfl - shittyboyz

nfl lyrics
[intro]
(ooh sh-t, that’s a danny g beat)

[verse 1: trdee]
play i just made won’t make sportscenter
i don’t fight girls but i’m a wh0re hitter
n-ggas start to see you win and act so bitter
can’t join a team unless you a for sure sh-tter

[verse 2: babytron]
glock hit him like it’s ed reed but it ain’t got a safety
sbs cost a touchdown, you still shop at macy’s
want a verse? it’s a max contract you gotta pay me
slide down and play bully ball, sh-t, we got a baby

[verse 3: stanwill]
hand gang coordinate the blitz, he’ll sack around
treat your b-tch like a warmup, she got passed around
5.45s in the k, this a faster round
jason voorhees, boy, your b-tch let me stab her down

[verse 4: trdee]
you ain’t never gon’ win like dak prescott
chain really dance, it’s getting st-rdy like it’s kay flock
only rule when applying pressure is you can’t stop
you the type of n-gga, hit the mall but do not shop
[verse 5: babytron]
play against us? boy, i bet they’d quit by halftime
unky got the blues and the yellow like the fab five
feel like dale earnhardt, how the lamb’ drive
go and check the score, b-tch, we winning by a landslide

[verse 6: stanwill]
playbook full of scams, boy, i could coach this sh-t
figure eights in the kitty cat got me motion sick
puddle on my neck, wardrobe on some ocean sh-t
i be route running, all unc’ know is potion mix

[verse 7: trdee]
plugged in like a charger, call me “keenan allen”
b-tch wanna cake, talk late, i ain’t jimmy fallon
but she a savage with that ass, she like meg thee stallion
dee got cheese like a pizza but he not italian

[verse 8: babytron]
skating ’round, sticked up like the avalanche
hunnid k’s ’round, sh-t, we really know the taliban
mike amiri man, ten thousand, i’m just grabbing pants
i’m just making [?] plays, in here stacking bands

[verse 9: stanwill]
fancy lil’ b-tch like her steak with some crème brûlée
russian f-cker with a fully lever, not the standard k
thinking, “should i hit the booth or go and scam today?”
if she hop up in the dodge, it’s guaranteed i ram her, gang
[verse 10: trdee]
bro been in the field but he ain’t make it to the nfl
ex b-tch asked how i been doing and i told her well
live it up, this karma want me to go to h-ll
if it’s up, i’ll have them n-ggas on yo head like some gel

[verse 11: babytron]
i’ll have ahki pick him off like a bad pass
finna do that once dance on they mad-ass
good pint, running through them lines like a halfback
star player, made a triple-double off of cash app

[verse 12: stanwill]
playmaker, all i see is o’s and x’s (ooh sh-t, that’s a danny g beat)
in the field with hit sticks, we be toting weapons
no cap, got a thing for them clothes with x’s
hunnid shots, if they slide with you, get yo bros ejected

[outro: stanwill & babytron]
sh-ttyboyz, dog sh-t militia, that’s on every song
b-tch
loser

- shittyboyz

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