letra de the croods - thr33
[verse]
fye- fye hoe, bih’, what is your name
one shot, aim at yo’ brain
and i walk with that stick, no cane
had to change up, [?] still the same
not a lil’ boy, i had to grow up
i waited my time, my n-gga, i’mma go up
you lookin’ for me, my n-gga, come and get me
and we pop up that boy, shoot him in the kidney
ay’, i went through some hard times
yeah, i went through some hard times, but i stayed down
and i just hit the plug up, need me a pound
why the n-gga be fake as h-ll, just like a barb
tell em’ pass it, devil, i put in that casket
i’m in that scat pack, burnin’ through traffic
i’m from africa, so you know i love sticks
and this big booty bih’ finna bounce on my d-ck
before i, [?] yo name
y— y—you boutta’ fall off, boy, that’s a shame
you not was up with me, n-gga, stay in your lane
(pffft)
b-tch i put in that hard work, put in that pain
and i pop out that cutta, call me boogeyman
got- got drill sticks b-tch, i’m marching like a band
got drill sticks b-tch, marching single file
c— creep, on yo’ block
t— that, b-tch a thot
i might f-ck wit’ shawty, but i might not
put yo hands up, i’m finna hit you with one-two
wake up every day, b-tch, i gotta be grateful
i don’t f-ck with these b-tches, i know that i’m faithful
just leave me alone, just leave me alone
cause’ i’m in my zone
and the arp finna’ f-ck a bih’, pwn
and lil’ shawty get me a lil’ ice cream cone
and you finna’ get left behind, or comin’ with me?
n— n-gga be cryin’, because i said so
that n-gga a p-ssy, can’t take [?] backhoe
these n-ggas be lendin’ [?]
we on the same team, how you gon’ switch?
and my shawty too comfy, you can’t have my b-tch
cause’ we got piles of sticks, like a witch
she get up underneath, suck a d-ck
if you don’t know me, n-gga, stop associ’
i’m tryna’ [?], show you like a [?]
i- i rock that hoe, b-tch, i had the lego
i’m stackin’ bricks, n-gga, like a legos
and she wan’ be with me, baby, what we doin’?
and- and i got that 5 on me, don’t run
and i shine that bright, n-gga, like the sun
ay, and she gon’ f-ck it up
w— w— where you hear my sh-t? pipe up
okay, on the run, tay-k
g— got that nerf gun, i’mma spray
n-gga, whatchu’ gon’ do when i pop out
n-gga, me and uno got them glocks out
for a show, b-tch, i need fifty-four
and i shoot a n-gga in his heel
[outro]
heart broke, i’m tryna’ heal
her booty big, i’m tryna’ feel
(on god)
i was starvin’, i ain’t have no meal
n-gga lookin’ like, “what’s the deal?”
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