paroles de chanson Houdini - BabyTron
(Ooh,
Filthy)
Ayy
You
did
yo
thing
on
this
bitch
Ayy
Ayy,
ayy,
ayy,
ayy,
ShittyBoyz
I
don't
want
the
head
if
it
don't
come
with
spit
puddles
Take
his
old-ass
inside
or
I'ma
lift
uncle
If
I'm
in
Walmart
then
I'm
chip
busting
Smoking
boogie
out
the
'Wood,
it
came
with
cousins
Huh,
the
chop
loud,
I'ma
switch
muzzles
Rocking
out
with
two
drums,
I'ma
hit
something
Gave
his
ass
thirty-two,
I'ma
Rip
something
Get
online
with
a
punch
then
I
ship
something
If
I
ship
something,
gotta
camp
around
the
corner
Oh,
your
granny
sleep?
I'ma
scam
her
in
the
morning
Ray
gun
on
me,
I'ma
blast
him
into
orbit
Only
hitting
tens,
I'll
crack
her
if
she
foreign
Dick
put
her
on
a
walker,
Summer
Dawg
full
of
shit,
he
a
walking
plumber
Used
to
be
down,
I'ma
ball
this
summer
Throw
me
a
Visa,
I'm
a
all-time
puncher
Brought
the
handkerchief
at
Jay
Ale's,
got
me
talking
proper
Catch
me
OT
with
some
bosses,
prolly
talking
dollars
Doing
fraud
in
a
trench
coat
and
I'm
talking
awkward
Can
this
bitch
put
her
head
down?
Man,
she
talk
for
hours
Am
I
a
hypebeast
for
the
Yeezy
and
Supreme?
Can't
believe
you
cuffed
girl,
she
was
easiest
to
me
I'm
the
Punch
God,
yes,
fraud
is
as
easy
as
it
seems
Throw
a
hook
at
you?
Boy,
I'ma
leave
it
to
Kareem
(Abdul)
In
the
mall
getting
drip,
had
to
take
a
picture
Leave
that
bitch
while
you
can,
she
won't
take
you
with
her
Get
the
face,
kick
her
out
and
you
came
to
get
her
Ain't
Jay
Wheezy
with
the
fraud
but
I
play
with
wizards
Huh,
at
the
self-scam
working
magic
Oh,
the
'Miris
got
stains?
I'ma
Purple
pants
it
I
was
in
a
dark
room
then
the
curtains
vanished
"How
you
get
money?",
boy,
have
you
heard
of
scamming?
S-C-A-M,
fucking
dummy
head
They
put
locks
on
the
door
but
we
coming
in
If
that
one
bag
open
then
I'm
jumping
in
If
she
play
hard
to
get,
slam
dunk
her
friend
What
you
think?
Bitch,
the
thrust
forever
on
What
you
think?
Bitch,
my
trust
forever
gone
If
the
piece
hit,
punch
another
phone
Do
three
tricks
up,
another
roll
Pieces
hitting
up
in
Troy,
feel
like
Polamalu
Oh,
you
think
I'm
soft?
Boy,
I
ben
Tron'll
pop
you
To
the
opps,
when
I
see
you,
I'ma
Molotov
you
Send
my
bitch
to
a
clerk,
she
a
Ronda
Rousey
If
I
catch
you
out,
shoot
a
movie
like
my
baby
Art
Bro
chop
go
doo-doo-doo-doo,
that's
a
baby
shark
ShittyBoyz,
that's
her
favorite
part
I
was
down,
now
I'm
up,
boy,
I
hang
with
stars
I'll
put
him
underneath
like
a
subtitle
I'm
a
fucking
heavyweight,
where's
my
jugg
title?
I
just
wanna
say
one
thing,
man,
I
love
Meijer's
Scat
Pack
a
got
wasp,
I'll
buzz
by
him
Stop
drinking
green,
Luigi
I
can't
pronounce
what
I'm
eating,
linguine
Hit
'em
with
a
trick,
Houdini
Hit
her
with
the,
she
screaming
This
bitch
a
demon
with
the
head,
she
a
hell-raiser
Lil'
bro
a
fleezeball
[?]
Seen
dawg
out,
bet
he
felt
danger
Somewhere
happy
OT,
I
ain't
felt
anger
I
remember
when
my
heart
felt
shattered
Put
it
back
together
when
I
learned
the
self-scanner
Caution
tape
on
me,
oops,
that's
the
belt
pattern
If
you
take
some
dubs,
you
gon
take
some
L's
after
Nah,
I'm
playing,
think
I'm
undefeated
with
the
scams
I'm
in
South
Beach
fooling
with
some
Visas
in
my
hand
See
an
opp,
he
see
Jesus
unless
it
jams
If
it's
online,
of
course
I'ma
punch
it,
man
In
the
Nike
tech
with
the
dog
shit
showing
Face
card
too
cold,
man,
this
bitch
frozen
Johnny
Cage
on
the
chop,
it
got
kick
on
it
And
if
it's
something
'bout
the
past,
you
can
piss
on
it
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