BabyTron - Tootsie Roll lyrics

The Butterfly? Uh uh, that's old
Let me see the Tootsee Roll
Damn, I done fell asleep in
The studio and woke up
Thought I went through a
Time machine or something
This bitch crazy, Reuel
(Reuel, stop playing with these niggas) yeah
Okay, Reuel, yeah, yeah ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz
Damn, hold on (ShittyBoyz, ShittyBoyz)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (ShittyBoyz)

Eyes red, I'll flame you up like Shenron
Got every color fit it is, I'm the Tech God
Real life scorer but I'm thinking
'bout the next slide
Scope on this bitch so I
Think this a headshot
Damn, Turtle Piе, this a head hot
Donate a flatline to him, hе a dead guy
Yo main mans a burger so


I'ma call you "French Fry"
Just made ten, still got crust in my left eye
Big Moncler
Fuck around and tuck a rocket launcher
Boy plugged in
Two shots gon' stop the Charger
You ain't never scored a point, boy
I'm probably not gon' guard you
Bitch like, "When we gon' link?", shit
Not tomorrow shit, and not today
Made seven then I made six, bitch, I'm Dr j
OBJ, one hand, I ain't drop the play
My hotheads locked in, make you unlock a safe
If it's busts then I'm there, Tom Brady
Chrome Hearts on, black heart
You cannot break me two sticks on me but I
Promise you cannot play me
I'ma probably shoot both of 'em
Till the SWAT take me
Hold on, turn around, touchdown, flex
Hold on, bitch, can't fuck, just neck
Fucked up Chase with a fucked up check
If you fuck with gang, you get fucked up next
Off White trunks, how I jump in wet?
Ran it up chilling, how the fuck I sweat?
Lil' bitch a zombie, she suck my flesh
Bitch, you ain't the only one I text
Slide, slide hellcat finna fly
Got big drip like I'm tipped on my side
I don't work shit, shift drift when I drive
Glock pick him up, he get lift
Ain't no ride
You down one but the clock buzz
Ain't no time
You could be on a skateboard and don't grind
Talk shit on fake page, know you hate yo life
Off White but the switch on on the AR
Had to switch clothes from my face card
Thinking you fucking with me? You
Off a laced bar
Thinking you keeping up? You better
Have a race car i ate lamb chops in a i8
I ain't finna fight you, I'm a lightweight
Shoot him in the middle of a lie
Guess he die fake
Bitch, what am I? Twelve and
A half times eight
Huh, do the math, that's a hunnid, bitch
Wilt the Stilt
Walk around with a hunnid clip
You'll have to be a fat guy
Tryna stomach this
KFC kit, got a leg or a drum for it
Dub or a L? Shit, it's just life
What's in my cup? Like, shit
It's just Sprite
Scam, swipe, shit, the jugg life
RIP Kimbo, self-scan, hook twice one of one
Make a lil' bitch look at least once
That's fraud shit, I'm up blues, bitch
I'm geeked up what's that beep? Oh
Stan backed the Jeep up
Double or a triple like y'all
Gon' have to team up
Bitch, or I'ma drop a light sixty
On something new
Been a while since I liked giffies
Fast car, South Beach, life like Vice City
Cut into the bitch like, "Boo
My only type pretty"
Lil' bitch toxic, that head got a antidote
I ain't even catholic
I'll probably scam the pope
If you ain't my girlfriend, I'll scam you
Ho two things that yo bitch knows
Is gag and choke

Slide, slide yeah, I'm finna go in the
Store and slide right now no cap, huh

Huh, nah, I'm playing, I might get indicted
Bad bitch on my last
Nerve 'cause she indecisive
I'ma have withdrawals if we
Don't hit Verizon
Might look mad but I swear
That the pistol smiling
Stan ain't Vone but I swear he
Got a pole by him donny fucking up New York
I think Long Island
Red beam on this bitch but it doesn't timing
Dee finna grab a new whip that has no mileage
Yeah, be a hunnid, you don't punch up
Money falling out my pocket
Can't pick a one up
Zaza, you gon' fly high, take a puff, puff
Stay low, be humble, watch how you come up
Huh, yeah
762s makes his ass do the Tootsee Roll
Buffs with the ice cost more
Than a Cookie 'bow
Lil' skinny bitch but I swear
That her pussy swole

The Tootsee Roll
I wanna see you Tootsee Roll tootsee Roll