Ding Dong lyrics
by BabyTron
[Intro: StanWill]
b*tch
b*tch (Ooh, sh*t, what the f*ck, Daniel?)
b*tch, hahaha
Duh
[Verse 1: StanWill]
Sweep the whole crib like we housekeepin'
Know her tippie toes hurt, your b*tch out creepin'
Face card heaven-sent, but the mouth demon
I ain't in the booth or in your b*tch, I'm tearin' down Neiman's
Your ho askin' me what she gon' need, I'm whippin' out p*nis
Twenty b*tches in this B&B, let's have a house meeting
Gotta give a special thanks to 201s and MSRs, I swear I couldn't do this sh*t without VISA
[Verse 2: BabyTron]
Thank you
You went and bought them hoes Don, they ain't worth some tap water
Wouldn't give that b*tch a hug, you would drink her bath water
If I kill another verse, might gеt charged with manslaughter
Stars in the cеiling, this a Specter, not a Wraith
I can open up the doors just by steppin' on the brakes
Shotter only problem, should he play the Vector or the Drac'?
Turned the pint upside-down, nah, we ain't measurin' no drank
[Verse 3: StanWill]
Unky think he TMZ, he get the extra when he scrape
Glock'll burn a n*gga top, it ain't no pepper in his face
If they catch me up, I'm damn near Helen Keller for the day
They tryna get in with Militia, but our sector out the way
Hit the 'Wood, brodie look like Ching Chong
Quick to hit a ho and ditch her, b*tches on my ding-dong
How your b*tch hittin' notes, you would think she sing songs
Banana clip on the Drac' beat his chest like King Kong
[Verse 4: BabyTron]
Anthony Edwards how I slam jam in a ho
Put that flame on his head, he Bam Bam Bigelow
Cuddy by the stove in a hazmat whippin' dope
I don't care if you get on the Amtrak, hit the road
Pull up in an S-Class, swing by V12
sh*t, my youngin got a shot, EYBL
I don't want a beat, lil' bro' 'nem, you don't need my Gmail
Paid the Webster months ago for these, my jeans pre-sale
I got 'em retail
[Verse 5: StanWill]
All that motherf*ckin' di*k suckin', doggy must be DL
Three hundred black with the supressor, this b*tch soundin' like a leaf fell
I'm Houdini when I see 12
Out of Hutchy, I done seen more water than a seashell
Beefin' with Militia? Think it's better off you seek help
Up at Action Impact, clearin' out the ARP shelf
[Verse 6: BabyTron]
Really, you irrelevant, don't even halfway matter
Early morning, pourin' somethin' 'bout as thick as pancake batter
Tryna hit 'em in they roof, they better grab they ladders
Dinner for a shark, hundred dollars for a crab cake platter
Playin' with my money, gotta know my patience paper-thin
Seven hundred horses in the foreign feel like LAZER DIM
Nah, for real, this b*tch a UFO, I'm like Invader Zim
No, I'm not a hater, but I hate to see a hater win
[Verse 7: StanWill]
Bro'll pop you out the peacoat, you know P clutchin'
We don't listen when you rap 'cause everything you speak rubbish
Brought the chicken out today, I'm up a twenty-piece nugget
Three favorite words to your ho, "b*tch, keep suckin'"
All-time leadin' scorer, all I know is seek bucket
With your b*tch, it's like I never get there, how I keep c*mmin'
I can see your bones, better eat somethin'
You would think he pescetarian with all that beef duckin'
[Verse 8: BabyTron]
BabyTron, StanWill, this sh*t for the culture
Hit him with that Desert Eagle, leave him for the vultures
Cuddy serve the junkies so much ice, he pulled up for a sculpture
Rocky-ass wrist, all this gold, you might think it's sulfur
[Outro: BabyTron]
sh*ttyBoyz, Dog sh*t Militia, long live $cam