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Crafty Barnardo - Elastigirl (feat. Liltyrant) Lyrics
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Ok, Woah woah
Get on yo knees
Yeah she bounce it like a crazy trapeze
Yeah I'm evil and I'm countin' this green
Please don't try it, Yes I do have the beam
She is ecstatic, And she thick like that girl elastic
I do not wanna do all that discussion
Got hammers on me and they bang like percussion
Yeah its hard, Nigga I got bands
You got carts and I'm gon' hit it
Out the park, I cannot stop
Yes you know i beat the pot
Young nigga too hot
I don't know what to say
Got Mary J holding K's
Then I run out state
Doing 80 on the dash
All I care about is cash
Hope I don't crash
Got 5 0 on my ass
Got a baddie with some ass
Compare, We contrast
Y'all will never be the same
Sorry I can't aim, I shoot him like a deer
16 drinking all that beer
Yo girl f*cking with the team
Guzzlin' all that lean
She don't wanna f*cking leave
Yeah that bitch gon' stay
Pussy nigga out my way
I will end your f*cking life
It'll ruin your f*cking day
You get f*cked up
Yo face hit the curb, Stomp
Demons hear my words, Huh
She throw it back like a dump truck
I jus smoke cancer, Bitch I am cancer
God stopped talking to the nigga, No answer
Need a goth bitch, with a wrist swiss friendship
I jus might save this lil Lois, No Clark Kent
Open like lotus when she see Crafty's soul darkened
I'm Locomotive because the brakes won't stop me
I jus learned Spanish three of them bitches called me papi
She made a mess, That's sloppy toppy
Don't need a vest, I want you to pop me
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Ok, Woah woah
Get on yo knees
Yeah she bounce it like a crazy trapeze
Yeah I'm evil and I'm countin' this green
Please don't try it, Yes I do have the beam
She is ecstatic, And she thick like that girl elastic
I do not wanna do all that discussion
Got hammers on me and they bang like percussion
Yeah its hard, Nigga I got bands
You got carts and I'm gon' hit it
Out the park, I cannot stop
Yes you know i beat the pot
Young nigga too hot
I don't know what to say
Got Mary J holding K's
Then I run out state
Doing 80 on the dash
All I care about is cash
Hope I don't crash
Got 5 0 on my ass
Got a baddie with some ass
Compare, We contrast
Y'all will never be the same
Sorry I can't aim, I shoot him like a deer
16 drinking all that beer
Yo girl f*cking with the team
Guzzlin' all that lean
She don't wanna f*cking leave
Yeah that bitch gon' stay
Pussy nigga out my way
I will end your f*cking life
It'll ruin your f*cking day
You get f*cked up
Yo face hit the curb, Stomp
Demons hear my words, Huh
She throw it back like a dump truck
I jus smoke cancer, Bitch I am cancer
God stopped talking to the nigga, No answer
Need a goth bitch, with a wrist swiss friendship
I jus might save this lil Lois, No Clark Kent
Open like lotus when she see Crafty's soul darkened
I'm Locomotive because the brakes won't stop me
I jus learned Spanish three of them bitches called me papi
She made a mess, That's sloppy toppy
Don't need a vest, I want you to pop me
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Writer: Ahmaad Massey, Mauryce Allen
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