London Yellow – Rugratz

Letra “London Yellow – Rugratz” Official Lyrics

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Intro: London Yellow

Yeah
Yeah (Cmajor)
(Oh my gosh, it’s the Tajen guy)

Verse 1: London Yellow & AWFM

I feel like a rugrat
Nigga, where the crack at?
I’m tryna get high off crack
Black tar heroin, you’re my friend
Smokin’ all crack again
Take a nigga back to the times when I used to smoke crack in the alleyway
I feel like a fuckin’ alley cat
Smokin’ on crack
With a couple blacks
And a couple whites
And a couple Mexicans
No I’m not Mexican, but we can have sex again
No cap, I stole that line
And no, I ain’t even whine
Yeah, I’m gyppin’ in the line
Yeah I feel fine
I’m not off of crack, I’m off life
Feel really good, I feel really nice
But I’m smokin’ crack
Bring it back
Yo Kidmaestro, bring that back
(Oh my gosh, oh my gosh)
Just kidding, don’t do that shit
I’ll steal your kids and I’ll put ‘em on my dick, yeah
Beastiality, I’m bringin’ that shit back
Why? ‘Cause a nigga off the crack
‘Cause a nigga off the crack
‘Cause a nigga off the crack
‘Cause a nigga off the crack
‘Cause a nigga off the crack (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)

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Chorus: AWFM & Dad

I ain’t shit, you ain’t shit
Nigga, we ain’t shit
Differences
You pretend that you’re hot shit (Ay)
Young nigga in the dirt, used to sell some rugrat
They told me to grow the fuck up, I said fuck that
I ain’t shit, you ain’t shit
Nigga, we ain’t shit
Differences
You pretend that you’re hot shit (Ay)
Young nigga in the dirt, used to sell some rugrat
They told me to grow the fuck up, I said (Ay)

Verse 2: Dad

Ever since I was a rugrat
I was where the drugs at
Youngin wonderin’ where the bud at
Reggie weed in my butt crack
Adderall, I crush that
Now I’m high like, “Aw shit, where the comeback?”
Baby, where the love at?
And can I get a dove sack?
Fuck that, I need tough pack
Hammer time, you can’t touch that
With yo’ sus ass, need to go the fuck back
Where you came from
We been on the same shit since day one
A1, but you ain’t shit, and I ain’t shit, and we ain’t shit
It ain’t none
Yeah, it really ain’t none (Yeah)

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Bridge: AWFM

Hey son
What would you do for the fake love?
What would you do with that pay stuff?
You fuckin’ big babies, y’all need to wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Get out from under that dang rug and wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up (Ay, ay, ay, ay)

Chorus: AWFM

I ain’t shit, you ain’t shit
Nigga, we ain’t shit
Differences
You pretend that you’re hot shit (Ay)
Young nigga in the dirt, used to sell some rugrat
They told me to grow the fuck up, I said fuck that
I ain’t shit, you ain’t shit
Nigga, we ain’t shit
Differences
You pretend that you’re hot shit (Ay)
Young nigga in the dirt, used to sell some rugrat
They told me to grow the fuck up, I said