| Yah, Glee
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| Aye bitch, I done grow up
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| Project baby all grown up, Ima rugrat
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| Still can’t hit the club and get drunk bih
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| Still can’t hit the club, can’t get no run bih
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| Fuck that shit, I’m going anyway
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| Project baby all grown up, Ima rugrat
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| Still can’t hit the club, and get drunk but im like fuck that
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| Woke up and I dropped me a deluxe, I’m like plus tax
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| Teacher tried to put me in timeout, I said fuck that
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| You ain’t my mama hoe, I ain’t getting in nun no corner, I said fuck class
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| Told me say no drugs, nope you know I upped that
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| You already know I’m jello, graduated finessing got me a lunch rack
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| I’m like what’s that
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| Finesse you out your lunch sack
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| Forgot my book bag at the crib but I ain’t forget about the dutch pack
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| Geeked up like a nerd, nigga test me you get fucked back
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| Got them books on me, and just this page I’m reading right now a hundred racks
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| Doctor ion take my meds no more right now it cost me double stacks
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| Jaguar orange, Jansport in the locker
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| I just seen my old teacher, she still waiting on her retirement check
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| Lil homie SAT back, then I had a MAC-10
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| Said I’m on my way, make sure your babies with there daddy
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| Ian no babysitter, but I be kidnapping
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| That Glock will shock a nigga, what’s that Glock static
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| Angelica, she suck my testicles, bih so fantastic
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| I don’t fuck with Susie because I don’t want no black hoe
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| Reptar I go dinosaur
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| I’m a sniper
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| Pull up like a diaper
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| Ion do no back and forth
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| The teacher said it’s nap time but I am tired of sleeping on the floor
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| Dumping at them, bagged the nigga, but Ion do no fucking chores
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| Let me find out you still at summer camp
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| I done graduated, now I got a MAC-11
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| Aye, lemme find out you still at daycare
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| Put that Wooly on that little boy and he shitted on himself
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| And I’m from the projects
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| And I keep that permit, don’t I keep that permit
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| Ima rugrat little nigga yea, don’t I keep that Tommy
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| Don’t I keep that Tommy, I said don’t I keep that Tommy
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| And I’m braided up like Chuckey
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| And I’m getting money
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| Rolling, I be duffling
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| Younging he be thugging yea
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| All grown up, Ima rugrat
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| Still can’t hit the club, and get drunk, but I’m like fuck that
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| Teacher tried to put me in timeout, so I said fuck class
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| Fuck class, ion need class
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| Booted up when I see class |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rugrats , by - Kodak Black. Song from the album Project Baby 2: All Grown Up, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп