Marco - Shoe Fits lyrics

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Marco - Shoe Fits lyrics

[Verse 1: Bleach Boy Ron] We take time to disses I'm rolling the swishers and blowing the kisses It's been hit on I'm not talking misses Go back to the dishes You ain't got me right, send me my location I ain't afraid to fight Pull up at the light - smoke up and fight This Juana is all right Smoking the sticky and counting the Benjis Your style is so f**ing trash, you've never abused the Addi's Pull up in the Cadi, she call me daddy because she likes my body If the shoe fits I'm so exclusive Show you how I do this I got your girl's nudes b**h You're a flash in the pan Walking around in trap diamonds Cause you think you the man I don't understand Let's check your brand, you ain't got no bands Pull up, scrr in my polo alaskan pants I'm off the Xans Mix the tramadol and the gold sh** will go straight to the soul Quaaludes and bowls So f**ing sold I can't pronounce See me, you're gonna f**ing bounce Let me give it to my brother Marco He just bought a f**ing ounce [Verse 2: Marco] This Bleach Boys, you ugly f** Wanna - alright, I got you You think you funny Looking like an ugly easter bunny This Ron? Get hit like Megatron Dead on Your girl - lead on Legs are split - mega-diss Drink bleach - rap like Meechy Darko I wrote this on warco This isn't a game Ask your dame, she knows my f**ing name She thinks you're lame Pounding her, scream my name I'll show you real pain Stick that needle in your f**ing vein I'm clinically insane I'll put your rap to shame Weak - get leaked - locked and loaded My sh**'s coated, looking fat and bloated Big-a** titties - motorboat it I'll make that rap 2.5 Catch me working 9 to 5 Go home, wine and dine, I did the crime Listen to church bells chime Say goodbye I can't rap, but I keep the strap in my backpack next to the Bleach Boys mixtape b**h-made Sipping lean like lemonade I've seen your Twitter, man Remind me, am I sh**ter, man Lyrics are sinking quicker than quicksand Big plans - not with you Time travel with Dr. Who Give your dad a rugburn Pimp hand your mother You're uglier than the n***a from Flubber Man, I hate you Your page is fake too It's okay boo, you remind me of Cindy Lou Who You s**, my girl swallowed Sit back before I fill you with hollow tips You know I like cheese nips But this isn't about me I wrote this without any tree Try to beat me, you can't compete to me Looking like an ugly n***a, f**ing Jay-Z Ugh! sh**! Giving me a f**ing headache thinking about your ugly a**...