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Babyfxce E - Trackhawk (Lyrics)
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Damn, Soulja, this shit slappin', nigga
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Mmm, mmm, mmm, MBlock Striker Boyz
All that shit boy gang, huh, huh, yeah
The lil' big E-laid truck, bro, this the platinum one
Gang was finna rob me, I said, "Nah, wait until his taxes come"
Bitch made me so mad, I'm like, "Damn, bro, I can't even pass the blunt"
Let anything keep pressin' up, when I spin, gonna look like Taz or somethin'
She in my car, then she bad or somethin', Wakar wish that I had me somethin'
I got three whips and big dog shit, Iron Mask face wasn't even havin' nothin'
Hop out the whip with two sticks on me, I bet you thought I even had it on me
I put a box on the back of my Gen, now my shit shoot faster
Yeah, I don't care about the hos you with, just know my shit way better
Uh, Trackhawk, Trackhawk, Trackhawk, Hellcat, all black Caddy
Yeah, let me know if it's beef, we come press shit like patties
Man, your lil' bitch a freak, she more green than St. Patty
Man, how your bitch more green than St. Patty?
She probably even more green on St. Patty's Day, this shit crazy
Drunk bitch, a'ight, a'ight, bitch, a'ight, haha
When I get in that mode, I'm a whole different nigga, no rap
Lil' bitch want the moon and the stars, when we get in the car, told her, "Look in the ceiling"
Gotta pop it a lil' more 'cause I come from the trenches, yeah
The ARP got like 60, remind me to cross off my pending
Give me everything in your pockets, that's what it cost to keep livin'
Nigga, everything that I be talkin', I either saw it or did it
Huh, dawg want the song on my notes to play in the car with his niggas
Huh, she want the songs on my phone, to play in the car with her bitches
Fuck it, I sent it, but only to her, when I drive in the Demon, you might see a blur
Dude said I need to come to the church
It's only right, I put chrome on the shirt
Nigga, it ain't no 6.2 if the clip don't come with a curve
I put a box on the back of my Gen, now my shit shoot faster
Yeah, I don't care about the hos you with, just know my shit way better
Uh, Trackhawk, Trackhawk, Trackhawk, Hellcat, all black Caddy
Yeah, let me know if it's beef, we come press shit like patties
Man, your lil' bitch a freak, she more green than St. Patty
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