Paroles de la chanson Da Real Hoodbabies (Remix) par Lil GotIt

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Paroles de la chanson Da Real Hoodbabies (Remix) par Lil GotIt

[Lil Gotit]
Uh
B-B-Bankroll Got It

[Lil Gotit]
H-O-O-D (Huh), B-A-B-I-E-S (Baby)
I'm the real Hood Baby (The real one)
Bitch, it's tatted on my neck (Tatted)
I laced it up (Uh) in my Nike shoes and ran up a check (Go get it)
Got monkey bullets in this TEC (Brr), and it's takin' off your neck (Gah)
Shots in the middle, might hit a flip (Boom)
Talkin' real crazy, he caught a dip
Natural big booty bitch, you thought it wasn't real (Damn)

Pussy tasted like candy and I caught it at Phipps (Let's go)
Boy, make a movie, don't gimme no lip (Movie)
Superstar status, got hoes in the VIP (Superstar status)
Keep shit trill, boy, you ain't real
Everything goin' up like a motherfuckin' hill (Talk to 'em)

[Lil Gotit]
Hit it from the front, then I grab her by the neck (Uh)
Nutted on her face, yeah, Gotit left a mess (Uh)
Then she let the shit drip down to her chest (Uh, uh)
Bitch, I want M's, I ain't talkin' 'bout necks (Let's go)
Do one, kingpin, it's on to the next (To what)

They askin' who strechin' shit, come get stretched (Me)
Too high, half a Percocet, gon' balance it (Uh)
Got a bag, move out the hood to Buckhead (What)
It's a show, Rio hit my phone like he book me (Rio)
What the hell? Fat geeked up, smokin' cookies
Givin' hell, these niggas ain't nothin' but some rookies (Huh)
They say I ain't a killer, lil' nigga, just push me (Woah)
AMG Benz geeked up, it's pushin' (Skrt)
Stickin' to the T, I ain't talkin' 'bout Pusha
Cut the cap talk, all the could've would've should've
Smokin' Backwoods, we don't roll no Swishers

[Lil Gotit]

H-O-O-D (Huh), B-A-B-I-E-S (Baby)
I'm the real Hood Baby (The real one)
Bitch, it's tatted on my neck (Tatted)
I laced it up (Uh) in my Nike shoes and ran up a check (Go get it)
Got monkey bullets in this TEC (Brr), and it's takin' off your neck (Gah)
Shots in the middle, might hit a flip (Boom)
Talkin' real crazy, he caught a dip
Natural big booty bitch, you thought it wasn't real (Damn)
Pussy tasted like candy and I caught it at Phipps (Let's go)
Boy, make a movie, don't gimme no lip (Movie)
Superstar status, got hoes in the VIP (Superstar status)
Keep shit trill, boy, you ain't real
Everything goin' up like a motherfuckin' hill (Talk to 'em)

[Lil Baby & Lil Gotit]
I went to Baby, the bitch won't forget it
One of the members, I'm part of the set
My lil' boy 3, I just gave him a 'Vette
The backend too big so they sent me a check
Don't want your number, I only want sex
If she don't give me head, I'ma cut off her neck
You get an F and an N if you test it
They hate to say it, I'm one of the best
If she tried to curve me, I fuck on her bestie
I told Lil Gotit he gotta be next
You don't get points if you fuck on my ex
You don't do work, you for real? I'm like, "Next"
I'm runnin' laps around niggas, no sweat
Invested half a ticket on my necklace
I'm with the slime, this shit can get treacherous
I don't want no green, I only want red

I only want beans? Bitch, I ain't green (Yeah)
"Do you want a Perc?" Hell yeah, that's me (Oh yeah)
Bitch, I'm the baby, Hood Baby, yeah, the king (Huh)
Rockstar Gotit, got cuts on my jeans (Huh)
That bitch so lit, she pop her a bean
How many haters this shit gon' bring?
Shit, how many more niggas' act gon' change? (Talk to 'em)
Bitch, I'm poppin' everywhere, 'jects and cage (Bitch)

[Lil Gotit]
H-O-O-D (Huh), B-A-B-I-E-S (Baby)
I'm the real Hood Baby (The real one)
Bitch, it's tatted on my neck (Tatted)
I laced it up (Uh) in my Nike shoes and ran up a check (Go get it)

Got monkey bullets in this TEC (Brr), and it's takin' off your neck (Gah)
Shots in the middle, might hit a flip (Boom)
Talkin' real crazy, he caught a dip
Natural big booty bitch, you thought it wasn't real (Damn)
Pussy tasted like candy and I caught it at Phipps (Let's go)
Boy, make a movie, don't gimme no lip (Movie)
Superstar status, got hoes in the VIP (Superstar status)
Keep shit trill, boy, you ain't real
Everything goin' up like a motherfuckin' hill (Talk to 'em)

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