Babeo Baggins - Cracked Freestyle lyrics

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Babeo Baggins - Cracked Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1:] Goofy silly hoe I'm peewee in his playhouse The king of cartoons, but I come in with the ba** drop Cowboy Curtis pull 'Bout to steal your man, hoe La**o up your n***a then I ride him like a rodeo Mecka lecka high Mecka lecka highnie ho I got one wish Getting rid of all these hatin' hoes Who say they love this money But do they wanna marry it? I'm married to my money, I don't squander it My money it be clean Call it money launderin' Soap and suds it up Grab a sponge and mop 'Bout to scrub up all the sh** stains in this rap thing They be tryna give me pickle juice But you know I'm not having that They try to build the ceiling and I break it with a metal bat Babe Ruth, first one on the field Slide through first base with your b**h How you feel? Yeah, because I do it like Ali But I sting twice, I'm a busy little bumblebee Hand on my hip, real sa**y Poppin' bubble gum Bars real sharp got me bleeding from the gums, gums [Verse 2:] I'm no Murphy tho I ain't got the baritone High pitched punchlines Sure to beat and bruise ya 'Cause I do it with my bare hands I built it from the bottom That's why I give thanks to no man Systematically oppressive I'm aggressive 'Cause these n***as stay barkin' like I won't bite back Like I'm scared of altercation Got no method in my madness Look at me when I'm talkin' Step to me that's your coffin Pitch black, ain't no coming back Only stars shine when the sun starts setting so I guess there's no place for these b**hes I won't mention I ain't gotta k** these n***as Yeah, they do it on they own Rapping 'bout the money that they don't got Rapping 'bout the spots that I been copped I'ma show 'em how it's done 'Cause they money on that lower case and I am in all capitals They money it be whispering and that sh** is hysterical Portrait painting in the foyer Well you know you can't afford it Playing croquet with your feelings Wipe your blood up with my handkerchief I'm sophisticated Abstract if you will Complex emotions compiled in a rhythmic pattern and y'all pop it like the blue pill But y'all don't get it Y'all n***as are some animals Drooling a** savages Dreaming 'bout my p**y when you know you can't have that sh** Uh, you unevolved a** n***as Talking 'bout you got it but you rent it a** n***as Talking 'bout it's yours but he wrote it a** n***as Shouting out memes in your rhymes a** n***as Nah, now you know that I'm not having that Talkin' 'bout you took it but it's 'bout time that you give it back You been struggling so long It's about time that you let a b**h ball [Outro:] Heard rap was a dog game But p**y got the power So while you busy chasing bones I'ma dig my nails in 'em

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