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Start It Video (MV)




Performed By: Baybro T
Language: English
Length: 2:54
Written by: Terrance Ulysse




Baybro T - Start It Lyrics
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I was lost they found me
Can't f*ck the pussy its lousy
Aint rockin no Abercrombie
I want the brain like a zombie
Woah hold up, the life of the party
I jump off the rope Jeff Hardy
All of my niggas retarded going the hardest
Going the hardest woah
We finish that shit you started
Finish that shit that you started lil bitch
You know that we going the hardest
Know that im hitting my target
That push on the car to start it
I heard your shit it was garbage wait
I leave that lil boy departed
Pull out the gun yeah I draw like a artist, artist
I told her its T in the flesh
I only just came for the neck
Stay coughing cause im fresh to death
Want a patek? Then you gotta save checks bitch
I told her I stay fresh to death
100 thousand on my neck
I could never settle for less
I still want more shit even though I am blessed yes
You better come in correct yes
Walk in the room and she wet yes
I don't need the gym but I flex
Got your lil hoe sucking dick off a text yes
I'm working I never get rest
No perky I stay on the set
I'm slimy I just made a mess
And im grimy I'll f*ck on your ex
Heaven gates heaven gates thats where I send em right after these bullets gon' penetrate
Let em hate let em hate f*ck it I know these lil niggas don't get money anyway
Lemonade, lemonade, lemonade
I think I need a Beyoncé
Bitch I'm the bomb finna detonate
You better back away post haste
I was lost they found me
Can't f*ck the pussy its lousy
Aint rockin no Abercrombie
I want the brain like a zombie
Woah hold up, the life of the party
I jump off the rope Jeff Hardy
All of my niggas retarded going the hardest
Going the hardest woah
We finish that shit you started
Finish that shit that you started lil bitch
You know that we going the hardest
Know that im hitting my target
That push on the car to start it
I heard your shit it was garbage wait
I leave that lil boy departed
Pull out the gun yeah I draw like a artist, artist
I told her its T in the flesh
I only just came for the neck
Stay coughing cause im fresh to death
Want a patek? Then you gotta save checks bitch
I told her I stay fresh to death
100 thousand on my neck
I could never settle for less
I still want more shit even though I am blessed yes
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I was lost they found me
Can't f*ck the pussy its lousy
Aint rockin no Abercrombie
I want the brain like a zombie
Woah hold up, the life of the party
I jump off the rope Jeff Hardy
All of my niggas retarded going the hardest
Going the hardest woah
We finish that shit you started
Finish that shit that you started lil bitch
You know that we going the hardest
Know that im hitting my target
That push on the car to start it
I heard your shit it was garbage wait
I leave that lil boy departed
Pull out the gun yeah I draw like a artist, artist
I told her its T in the flesh
I only just came for the neck
Stay coughing cause im fresh to death
Want a patek? Then you gotta save checks bitch
I told her I stay fresh to death
100 thousand on my neck
I could never settle for less
I still want more shit even though I am blessed yes
You better come in correct yes
Walk in the room and she wet yes
I don't need the gym but I flex
Got your lil hoe sucking dick off a text yes
I'm working I never get rest
No perky I stay on the set
I'm slimy I just made a mess
And im grimy I'll f*ck on your ex
Heaven gates heaven gates thats where I send em right after these bullets gon' penetrate
Let em hate let em hate f*ck it I know these lil niggas don't get money anyway
Lemonade, lemonade, lemonade
I think I need a Beyoncé
Bitch I'm the bomb finna detonate
You better back away post haste
I was lost they found me
Can't f*ck the pussy its lousy
Aint rockin no Abercrombie
I want the brain like a zombie
Woah hold up, the life of the party
I jump off the rope Jeff Hardy
All of my niggas retarded going the hardest
Going the hardest woah
We finish that shit you started
Finish that shit that you started lil bitch
You know that we going the hardest
Know that im hitting my target
That push on the car to start it
I heard your shit it was garbage wait
I leave that lil boy departed
Pull out the gun yeah I draw like a artist, artist
I told her its T in the flesh
I only just came for the neck
Stay coughing cause im fresh to death
Want a patek? Then you gotta save checks bitch
I told her I stay fresh to death
100 thousand on my neck
I could never settle for less
I still want more shit even though I am blessed yes
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Writer: Terrance Ulysse
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