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Loot

"Loot" Lyrics by $uicideboy$

Robbers, they hang in the hood

Where they ride clean

Stang-stangin’ like a bumblebee

With my.45 G-L-O-cock

Robbers, they hang in the hood

Where they ride clean

Stang-stangin’ like a bumblebee

With my.45 G-L-O-cock

Robbers, they hang in the hood

Where they ride clean

Stang-stangin’ like a bumblebee

With my.45 G-L-O-cock

Robbers, they hang in the hood

Where they ride clean

Stang-stangin’ like a bumblebee

With my.45 G-L-O-cock

[Yung Mutt:]

I got money on my mind

Bitch, I’m blinded by the dollar signs

I’ll work a fucking 9 to 5 instead of signing dotted lines

By 9 to 5 I mean I’ve come to paint the town grey with 5 fucking 9’s

I’m trying to take what’s mine

Which happens to be everything that I see

Might be selfish of me

But, if I don’t pick a side someone else is getting cash and pine

Dine and dash

Scraps is rationed

Slash and gash

Scratching rashes

Catching rats and slash it’s throat

End up like a maxi pad soaked

[RVMIRXZ:]

Two-Eleven, One-Eight-Seven

Send them bustas straight to heaven

If that nigga talking shit, then he gon’ meet my Smith and Wesson

Creeping out the fucking darkness

Smurking all these bustas ho’

Fucking with the Devil son I rolls up on the flank fosho

Psychopathic lunatic I’m lookin for a soul to steal

I put that Glock up to yo’ grill and watch yo’ punk ass fucking split

Look into my eyes see the thang that burns inside

Fucking with that Triple Six nigga, this will be your demise

Robbers, they hang in the hood

Where they ride clean

Stang-stangin’ like a bumblebee

With my.45 G-L-O-cock

Robbers, they hang in the hood

Where they ride clean

Stang-stangin’ like a bumblebee

With my.45 G-L-O-cock

Robbers, they hang in the hood

Where they ride clean

Stang-stangin’ like a bumblebee

With my.45 G-L-O-cock

Robbers, they hang in the hood

Where they ride clean

Stang-stangin’ like a bumblebee

With my.45 G-L-O-cock

[$lick $loth:]

Haven’t had to kill yet but I was born a murderer

Triple 6 my nation I’m the red devil’s chosen one

Break in through the back

Give a fuck bout your burglar bars

When I was 17 remember when we would burglar cars

My favorite gun that.45

I love how it bust

Smoke leaking out your chest

Body stuffed in the trunk

I’m ridin’ round in Hollygrove

Best believe I got that strap

Can’t fuck with you bitches but Oddy got my back

[Black Smurf:]

[?]

Robbers, they hang in the hood

Where they ride clean

Stang-stangin’ like a bumblebee

With my.45 G-L-O-cock

Robbers, they hang in the hood

Where they ride clean

Stang-stangin’ like a bumblebee

With my.45 G-L-O-cock

Robbers, they hang in the hood

Where they ride clean

Stang-stangin’ like a bumblebee

With my.45 G-L-O-cock

Robbers, they hang in the hood

Where they ride clean

Stang-stangin’ like a bumblebee

With my.45 G-L-O-cock

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