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444 KeyLo - Baby Sweater Lyrics



444 KeyLo - Baby Sweater Lyrics
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Ugh haha
Yo this some real fly shit
Ugh yeah
Bitch I go ape gorilla (ugh)
Purple rain on me grape vanilla (yeah)
Hate the junkie don't hate the dealer (fact)
Take her from me you can stay together (what)
Buffalo New York crazy weather (ugh)
My fam come through with like eight Beretta's (yeah)
Take a Plan-B f*ck a baby sweater (ugh)
Stepping on rats then I take the cheddar (yeah)
I count dough then I break the bread up
Bitch I'm mister get it done mister hit and run (ugh)
You mister missed em' with that pistol get a different gun (fact)
Bitch I'm mister gimme' sum gimme' gimme' sum (fasho)
I hit it like I pistol whipped it bitch know I'm the one
Like (facts)
I'm never two to you
I had a bitch that was tripping like f*ck that I hit that lil' bitch with the toodle-loo (bye)
Like what did I do to you
I got this money on me and these hunnits' I'm looking like the f*cking Blue Man Group (facts)
Looking like a bunch a f*cking pussies tryna take me out you gon' need two of you (ugh)
Need like two of these bitches around me few of these switches around me
Few of these wins are without me they couldn't do it they doubt me (what)
Like look
Know what I'd do if you shout me kick in the door f*ck a house key
Bullets piercing skin they not bouncey' don't forget pretend and I'm outtie' (ugh)
If he wit' his friends I send bounties bullets hit his head that's red ground beef
Talk a lot shit but ain't found me yet
Three four fours made a sound when he left when the beat go slow when I'm sounding the best
Creep in low take a pound to the chest when he sleeping make him choke and put the iron in is neck
When it squeeze gone blow put his spine on the bed (ugh)
Bitch I go ape gorilla
Purple rain on me grape vanilla (ugh)
Hate the junkie don't hate the dealer (fact)
Take her from me you can stay together (ugh)
Buffalo New York crazy weather
My fam come through with like eight Beretta's (aye)
Take a Plan-B f*ck a baby sweater (ugh)
Stepping on rats then I take the cheddar (yeah)
I count - Bitch I go ape gorilla
Purple rain on me grape vanilla (fact)
Hate the junkie don't hate the dealer (fact)
Take her from me you can stay together (uh huh)
Buffalo New York crazy weather
My fam come through with like eight Beretta's (fam come through like)
Take a Plan-B f*ck a baby sweater
Stepping on rats then I take the cheddar
I count dough then I break the bread up (f*ck that shit man)
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English

Ugh haha
Yo this some real fly shit
Ugh yeah
Bitch I go ape gorilla (ugh)
Purple rain on me grape vanilla (yeah)
Hate the junkie don't hate the dealer (fact)
Take her from me you can stay together (what)
Buffalo New York crazy weather (ugh)
My fam come through with like eight Beretta's (yeah)
Take a Plan-B f*ck a baby sweater (ugh)
Stepping on rats then I take the cheddar (yeah)
I count dough then I break the bread up
Bitch I'm mister get it done mister hit and run (ugh)
You mister missed em' with that pistol get a different gun (fact)
Bitch I'm mister gimme' sum gimme' gimme' sum (fasho)
I hit it like I pistol whipped it bitch know I'm the one
Like (facts)
I'm never two to you
I had a bitch that was tripping like f*ck that I hit that lil' bitch with the toodle-loo (bye)
Like what did I do to you
I got this money on me and these hunnits' I'm looking like the f*cking Blue Man Group (facts)
Looking like a bunch a f*cking pussies tryna take me out you gon' need two of you (ugh)
Need like two of these bitches around me few of these switches around me
Few of these wins are without me they couldn't do it they doubt me (what)
Like look
Know what I'd do if you shout me kick in the door f*ck a house key
Bullets piercing skin they not bouncey' don't forget pretend and I'm outtie' (ugh)
If he wit' his friends I send bounties bullets hit his head that's red ground beef
Talk a lot shit but ain't found me yet
Three four fours made a sound when he left when the beat go slow when I'm sounding the best
Creep in low take a pound to the chest when he sleeping make him choke and put the iron in is neck
When it squeeze gone blow put his spine on the bed (ugh)
Bitch I go ape gorilla
Purple rain on me grape vanilla (ugh)
Hate the junkie don't hate the dealer (fact)
Take her from me you can stay together (ugh)
Buffalo New York crazy weather
My fam come through with like eight Beretta's (aye)
Take a Plan-B f*ck a baby sweater (ugh)
Stepping on rats then I take the cheddar (yeah)
I count - Bitch I go ape gorilla
Purple rain on me grape vanilla (fact)
Hate the junkie don't hate the dealer (fact)
Take her from me you can stay together (uh huh)
Buffalo New York crazy weather
My fam come through with like eight Beretta's (fam come through like)
Take a Plan-B f*ck a baby sweater
Stepping on rats then I take the cheddar
I count dough then I break the bread up (f*ck that shit man)
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Writer: Lorenzo Arricale
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Performed By: 444 KeyLo
Language: English
Length: 2:09
Written by: Lorenzo Arricale
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