Zelooperz - Babylon lyrics
[Zelooperz - Babylon lyrics]
Babylon flannel look like Deebo
Yea, my nigga trapping through the peep hole
Enemy is Belly, he be watching out for Rico
Little Mexican hoe, she call me Tito
Lil nigga bad, man he running 'round El Niño
Lil nigga caught with Santan he
Need some c notes
I don't know why she look at me like cyanide
"Aye, is them Balenciaga's?"
Hoe you need to calm down
Fucking with the paint
You gon' hear some gun sounds
Shooting with the arc like
Ronald McDonald around
Bitch, lil hoe, wanna come until I calm down
Smoking on some dope
Yea we breaking down them compounds
Its just me on the beat like
Smoking on some dope and we got
The money in the power
Its just me who shoot like Serge Ibaka
Aye, I can't fuck with niggas
They be dirtier than a dolla
All these hoes in here but I really want you
All these hoes in here but I really want you
All these hoes in here but I really want you
Talking to the money, and it talk back fluent
You, you ball like Ewing
Fucking with the money and
It came in congruent, aye
You smoking on dope smelling like sewage
Fucking with the paint
I can show you how to do it
You, you, you in they hair like gel, uh
Fucking with the money and it
Ain't hard to tell, uh
Fucking with that bitch, she bad
But time will tell, uh
Fucking with that money, you gon
Send it through a Zelle?, uh
They tryna stop me like my
Foot stuck with a nail, uh
You can get stale, keep jumpin' like gazelle
Uh
The paint, it sell these pussy niggas frail
I pop a, pop a pill i pr-pr-pr-propel
Ima sit back, ima see what the bitch gon do
Came from nothing, I ain't got shit to lose
Came in ya crib just to break the rules
Came in the game just to break the rules
Yea, my nigga trapping through the peep hole
Enemy is Belly, he be watching out for Rico
Little Mexican hoe, she call me Tito
Lil nigga bad, man he running 'round El Niño
Lil nigga caught with Santan he
Need some c notes
I don't know why she look at me like cyanide
"Aye, is them Balenciaga's?"
Hoe you need to calm down
Fucking with the paint
You gon' hear some gun sounds
Shooting with the arc like
Ronald McDonald around
Bitch, lil hoe, wanna come until I calm down
Smoking on some dope
Yea we breaking down them compounds
Its just me on the beat like
Smoking on some dope and we got
The money in the power
Its just me who shoot like Serge Ibaka
Aye, I can't fuck with niggas
They be dirtier than a dolla
All these hoes in here but I really want you
All these hoes in here but I really want you
All these hoes in here but I really want you
Talking to the money, and it talk back fluent
You, you ball like Ewing
Fucking with the money and
It came in congruent, aye
You smoking on dope smelling like sewage
Fucking with the paint
I can show you how to do it
You, you, you in they hair like gel, uh
Fucking with the money and it
Ain't hard to tell, uh
Fucking with that bitch, she bad
But time will tell, uh
Fucking with that money, you gon
Send it through a Zelle?, uh
They tryna stop me like my
Foot stuck with a nail, uh
You can get stale, keep jumpin' like gazelle
Uh
The paint, it sell these pussy niggas frail
I pop a, pop a pill i pr-pr-pr-propel
Ima sit back, ima see what the bitch gon do
Came from nothing, I ain't got shit to lose
Came in ya crib just to break the rules
Came in the game just to break the rules