Babe Ruthless Lyrics – TERROR REID
Singer: TERROR REID
Title: Babe Ruthless
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Reid told me get him, so i got him
Did a ton of yak and now we shitfaced at the opera
Hit the road like wild hogs, we tim allen and travolta
Pocket rockets as a polly pocket poppin’ at your posture
Don’t talk about no feature, you can’t afford no f#ckin’ feature, boy
All american eagle make these b#tches have a seizure, boy
Posted on the bleachers, he concealed under the bleachers
Come and meet thе reaper, two-seatеr color of derek jeter, boy (uh-huh, yeah)
Babe ruthless, baby head so good, yeah, i thought she was toothless
They tried to put a ceiling on the kid, but you confused ’bout where the roof is
〈.?.〉 i’m protected, you can come and meet the uzis
I’m an aristocrat, i wanna paint it black
I wanna hit the bank, i wanna take it all, i wanna give it back
Mr. ricky with the fitted cap, i wanna mix-and-match
Shawty sucked the soul up out my dick and i don’t think she’ll give it back
Yeah, from the bay to the swamp
b#tch, ain’t even matter where we is, y’all gettin’ punked
Y’all look like rick roll, b#tch, we feel like rick ross
〈.?.〉 droppin’ tusi in alcohol
What’s they first move when they see us at the door?
Man, i don’t know, probably drop they panties on the floor (that’s right)
That’s what it is, boy, that’s how we do it (what’s goin’ on? ayy)
It’s lu and reid, fluent in this game, thought you knew it
What’s goin’ on? i think they f#ckin’ with our song, mane
You know the name, it ain’t a damn thing changed
Still critically-acclaimed, still clinically insane
Lu f#ckin’ up your frames, terror always bring the pain
I bring it from the bay to the m-i-a-m-i
We chew, we high, hella fly, double sluggers on the slide
Shady ladies tryna ride, so we hit ’em with a lie
Tell ’em slide, then we peel off, yellin’, “bye, bye”
We smackin’ bozos and old hoes
And we ain’t stoppin’ like a fat dude with ho hoes
I see them cold gemstones, yo, let me hold those
Your boy in slow-mo with a four-door shakin’ the po-po
You ain’t doin’ well, it’s like you want the l’s
Ho, what’s the deal? i’m just tryna cop a little feel
So, what it really do? i’m poppin’ out 〈.?.〉
With lu, we knockin’ brains out the park with that new-new
From the bay to the swamp (yeah, b#tch)
Y’all look like rick roll, b#tch, we feel like rick ross
What’s they first move when they see us at the door? (that’s right)
That’s what it is, boy, that’s how we do it
Lu and reid fluent in this game, thought you knew it, ho
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