Letra de WHATS FUNNY? (HAHA) - BabyTron

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These hoes ain't nothin' to brag about

Hit yo' bitch with the Walls of Jericho, she tappin' out

Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, what you laughin' 'bout?

Yo' lil' ho so irritating, pulled up on her, scrapped it out

High as hell, I stabbed the Jag' forward tryna back it out

Feel like Kevin McCallister, stay at home and trap it out

Premeditated road runnin', 'fore we ran we mapped it out

Box him in it, fap it out, pause, we gon' clap it out, pause

Cuddy think he Vince McMahon and he in here smackin' down raw

Have my shooter pop up at yo' yard just like a groundhog

Slow hoes hurt my head, I gotta get from 'round y'all

Scammin', punchin' with my left hand, I played it Southpaw

It's always backwards, I never seen the hoes hound y'all

Private numbers playin', had to cut off inbound calls

Five seconds, you won't get the chance to inbound ball

Bitch, six star wanted level, don't you see the heli' inbound?

Pull up to yo' room, had the whole telly get down

Tap a hat, switch towns

That's how the switch sound

That's how the glitch sound

That's how the whip sound

Y'all treating rat' like some queens, they shouldn't get crowns

Look at me now, diamonds dancing, they on Chris Brown

How we let him set him up? How we put his blick down?

Worst choice of all time

Shit, I only pearl doinks, not the small kind

With them step steppers, they don't care to cross lines

Catch all timers with the bitch, cut all ties

Let's get the ball rollin', these hoes all goin'

The poles all load, the charms all frozen

Every bitch that I fucked with hearts all broken

We gon' be shoppin' from the moment that the mall open till it's close

Zoomin' with a backseat full of turkey bags, I'm spillin' 'bows

It's finna rain, finna pour, you better get a coat

It's finna rain, finna pour, you better build a boat

Time traveled fifty years ahead and I was still the GOAT

You was still a joke

Still in yo' bitch throat, shit, she still a ho

Could see a hunnid red lights, shit, she still gon' go

Told her that she didn't have to but she still gon' blow

That piss you off, don't it?

My killer's strange and deranged

Down the block, out the sunroof, got range out the Range

You think the socks pain 'cause they say "Hanes" but these hoes Supreme

Had a bad day, had her blow me just to blow off steam

Yo' bitch a real one

That mill' ticket hit different when you feel one

A da— I mean a real one

Shooter in the water, tryna Navy SEAL somethin'

Shooter hotter than the sun, he tryna Bradley Beal somethin'

Wished that I click my heals three times then leave

'Cause these hoes irritating, tryna ask me for cheese

The nerve of 'em, huh

You'll snake yo' bro out and turn on him, huh

Brodie pulled up minivan, you finna Purge on him, huh

Cuddy pulled up Kitty like, "You finna swerve on him, huh"

We'll put him in a verse, we'll put him in the dirt

We'll put him on a shirt, we'll put him in a hearse

ShittyBoyz

I ain't done yet

They say I'm on the run like, how? I ain't even run yet

Bitch, stop runnin', tryna quit, I ain't even nut yet

Know that she a slut, she suck me up and we ain't hug yet

I'm talkin' sunrise to sunset

M4A1, this a Daniel Defense

Neighbors wanna see the life I'm livin', they'll stand on the fence

You a cheerleader who don't play, just standin' on the bench

I ain't Dirty Dan but this a dirty Fanta that I quench

You a dirty dude, dirty pants, dirty shoes

Yo' boo dirty too, we can't beef, you thirty-two

You got a decade on me

I got some mega nuts put up

I got a weapon on me, cuddy got a extra cutter tucked

(Alright, I'm done)

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