Singer: BabyTron
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Song: MySpace
BabyTron - MySpace Lyrics (LRC) (02:48-168-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:00.00]by RentAnAdviser.com
[00:10.60]Bitch, I had a status before Tom added my MySpace
[00:13.50]Condo out the way, when winter hit, I'm finna migrate (Brrrt)
[00:16.00]My plays, my weight, my chains, my pape', my eights, my drank
[00:20.40]You wish that you was me, don't you?
[00:22.40]Fly way the highway, pint help me hydrate
[00:24.60]Got the game on lock, a hundred M's, I got the key for you
[00:27.30]You ain't a stacker, you got zero like Hector Zeroni (Shit)
[00:29.90]Clip glued to my pelvis, I step into Coney (Brrt)
[00:32.60]Lil' brodie Kenny Smith how he jet in the stoley (Skrrt)
[00:35.30]Olympian, shit, how I'm feeling, my necklace a trophy
[00:38.00]VVs got me chilly, shit, I caught the sniffles
[00:40.80]J. Crawford, score a four off the dribble
[00:43.40]In that Bat Mobile, we spinned the block, they tryna solve the riddle (What?)
[00:46.10]Too official, all I'm missing is a ball and whistle
[00:48.70]Shit, I'm speeding in the Demon, it's not a Camaro
[00:51.30]Living like the mob, Goodfellas, I'm Robert Di Nero (The boss)
[00:53.90]Rocking all this gold, I'm on top like a pharaoh
[00:56.60]Pull up to the spot to get some gas, this is not the Valero
[00:59.30]When I'm rocking apparel
[01:01.10]Yohji Yamamoto, boy, I be dropping dineros
[01:03.40]Robbing through the hood, you might get shot with an arrow
[01:06.10]I was Prada'd up, double strapped, you was rocking some Aero (Yeah, yeah)
[01:09.00]My plays, my weight, my chains, my pape', my eights, my drank
[01:13.90]You wish that you was me, don't you?
[01:15.30]Fly way the highway, pint help me hydrate
[01:17.80]Got the game on lock, a hundred M's, I got the key for you
[01:20.70]I'ma give it all I got 'til I drop
[01:22.90]Fell asleep halfway, couldn't even kill my pop
[01:25.50]Boy, this bitch filled with Wock'
[01:26.80]Gloves on, fill the chop
[01:28.20]It could be ten years, bitch, you know you still an opp
[01:30.90]Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, look, bitch
[01:34.00]Spikes on the Loubs look like a porcupine
[01:36.70]Feel like D. Mitch, flying 'round with the .45
[01:39.20]Two and a half pints, we poured up like forty lines
[01:41.90]Amphetamines, opioids
[01:44.10]Catch him riding luxury and get his Rolls-Royce destroyed
[01:47.10]We gon' park his shit
[01:49.20]Out in Troy with a sixty on a Neiman Marcus trip
[01:51.80]Shit, voices in my head, I feel like Randy Orton
[01:54.60]Probably 'cause I'm off a ten, but brodie off the Xannies snoring
[01:57.20]Bitch, I had a status before Tom added my MySpace
[01:59.90]Condo out t...........
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