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Rockabye Baby

de Larry Groce

You a lightweight, and you can't finesse (hell nah)
I might run you off your block, but I won't break a sweat (never)
Man my fit dirty, and I'm looking like a mess
I got that deep blue whip, yeah, that shit look so depressed
Screaming: Yung Boi Forever, banging on my chest
Bought that bitch a brand new crib, she whining bout the steps
Pussy ass boy need to back down
Rolling Raws homie finna SmackDown
I be saying too much, got a loud mouth
When I pull the trigger ain't no fucking count down (bow, bow)

Clouds of euphoria, it ain't no secret, I'm slaying Victoria
I flew to the future and back DeLorean, then the Gloria
Warrior, warrior, warrior, brother I didn't want no war with ya
These niggas ready for battle but they did not want no war with you

Yeah, bitch, my wrist on go
Around here, we counting crows
Lumberjack that's chopping wood
Spongebob, yeah my cup got suds
I'm a saint word to the latterday
I got courage dog, you cowardly
I may be the man that you need
I may know a man you can see
Never be fucking with rodents
Larry League instantly on it
I don't even know what day it is
Homie, if I see it, like it, I'm paying it
I'ma obliterate blunts, yeah Randy boy zooted
Bitch I'm so zooted my TV is muted

Clouds of euphoria, it ain't no secret, I'm slaying Victoria
I flew to the future and back DeLorean, then the Gloria
Warrior, warrior, warrior, brother I didn't wanna worry you
These niggas ready for battle but they did not want no war with you

Outfit dirty - I spilt lean on my jeans
If I see an op, then he get popped like a bean
First I smash a check, and then I smash on your bitch
Counting blue hunnids, but I ain't no fucking Crip
I just hit a lick, now I'm flexing like MacGyver
She got that fire head, who the fuck is ghost rider?
It's time to shine - check the diamonds on my Rollie
Lay up on a thottie, then I dunk like Kobe. (swish)

Clouds of euphoria, it ain't no secret, I'm slaying Victoria
I flew to the future and back DeLorean, then the Gloria
Warrior, warrior, warrior, brother I didn't wanna worry you
These niggas ready for battle but they did not want no war with you
Clouds of euphoria, it ain't no secret, I'm slaying Victoria
I flew to the future and back DeLorean, then the Gloria
Warrior, warrior, warrior, brother I didn't wanna worry you
These niggas ready for battle but they did not want no war with you

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