Dog Shit Militia Lyrics in English BabyTron , StanWill
Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Dog Shit Militia by BabyTron from Portuguese to English.
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ayy, what up, Getta?
ayy, what up, Getta?
Like, damn, I can't get a beat, man? Ayy
Like, damn, I can't get a beat, man? Ayy
ayy, look me in my, yeah, ayy
ayy, look me in my, yeah, ayy
Look me in my, yeah, ayy ayy, yeah
Look me in my, yeah, ayy ayy, yeah
Look me in my eyes, yeah
Look me in my eyes, yeah
Look me in my eyes, you can't
Look me in my eyes, you can't
Buffs limousine
Limousine Buffs
Scam season, I done came tech
Scam season, I done came tech
Fuck a skinny jean
Fuck a skinny jean
I wish she she would reach for my chain
I wish she would reach for my chain
Feel like Timmy T
Feel like Timmy T
Like, I wish she would, bitch
Like, I wish she would, bitch
I'm Timmy Turner
I'm Timmy Turner
If I'm anywhere without my gang
If I'm anywhere without my gang
Then I'm with a burner
Then I'm with a burner
Yo bitch give me small fry vibes
Yo bitch give me small fry vibes
'cause she with a burger
'cause she with a burger
And tell my old bitch
And tell my old bitch
'Like some pics when you finish lurking'
'Like some pics when you finish lurking'
Yeah, check the Apple Watch
Yeah, check the Apple Watch
Ain't no time for hoes
Ain't no team for hoes
Like we OT with the strip
Like we OT with the strip
Got all kind of poles
Got all kinds of poles
Gang caught his ass off-guard
Gang caught his ass off-guard
Ain't have time to pose
Ain't got time to pose
Bro rolling three hoes with him
Bro rolling three hoes with him
Like he tryna bow
Like he tryna bow
Big into, okay, yeah big into jacks
Big into, okay, yeah big into jacks
You can call me 'Tronny Appleseed'
You can call me 'Tronny Appleseed'
Tryna run off? I'ma point the
Tryna run off? I'ma point the
Shotty at yo feet i'm a real rapper
Shotty at yo feet i'm a real rapper
You ain't have hibachi at the beach
You ain't have hibachi at the beach
Three five a hundred dollars
Three five a hundred dollars
Y'all gon' probably match a G
Y'all gon' probably match a G
Mad cool grip, big scope, and attach the beam
Mad cool grip, big scope, and attach the beam
I eat ramen all week just
I eat ramen all week just
To stack some cheese
To stack some cheese
Mad as fuck this bitch ain't let me
Mad as fuck this bitch ain't let me
Fuck like I ain't actually me
Fuck like I ain't actually me
Like I ain't actually him
Like I ain't actually him
Why would you start a war with
Why would you start a war with
Us like you'd actually win?
Us like you'd actually win?
Fucked her off some bundles and I
Fucked her off some bundles and I
Got them off of smacking BINs slam dunk
Got them off of smacking BINs slam dunk
I'ma bend her over and attack her rim
I'ma bend her over and attack her rim
ayy, Amiri, yeah
ayy, Amiri, yeah
Ayy, Amiri snake print, Christian Loubs
Ayy, Amiri snake print, Christian Loubs
I'm a flashy fuck
I'm a flashy fuck
Playing with her heart and in her throat
Playing with her dela heart and in her throat
I ain't actually cuff chop loud as hell
I ain't actually cuff chop loud as hell
Might fuck around and attach a muffle
Might fuck around and attach a muffle
Big pape, bop sticks, we the Dog Shit Militia
Big pape, bop sticks, we the Dog Shit Militia
If we catch him out
If we catch him out
Fuck around and all pistol whip him
Fuck around and all pistol whip him
Reaching for the test tube?
Reaching for the test tube?
Dawg tripping tripping
Dawg tripping tripping
Bro got 45, when you catch dawg
Bro got 45, when you catch dawg
Send a message
Send a message
I'm probably in ATL Trackhawking
I'm probably in ATL Trackhawking
Wouldn't try nobody in my gang
Wouldn't try anyone in my gang
They like to stack coffins
They like stack coffins
Apple brick 256, bitch, I'm jack talking
Apple brick 256, bitch, I'm jack talking
Catch a burger
Catch a burger
I might fuck around and Big Mac sauce him
I might fuck around and Big Mac sauce him
Wake up, catch him everyday, I'm a jackholic
Wake up, catch him everyday, I'm a jackholic
Unc' got two phones
Unc' got two phones
The one with minutes he gon' slap off it
The one with minutes he gon' slap off it
I was back frauding but I need to chill
I was back fraud but I need to chill
I'm back off it
I'm back off it
Fake ID from Colorado, bitch
Fake ID from Colorado, bitch
I'm Pat Dawkins
I'm Pat Dawkins
Hundred round drum and my hitman
Hundred round drum and my hitman
Ain't scared to blow him
Ain't scared to blow him
Put ninety-nine on his top like an Arizona
Put ninety-nine on his top like an Arizona
Roll won't fit in the 'Miris
Roll won't fit in the 'Miris
This bitch barely folding
This bitch barely folding
Two chains straight from Hutchy Hutch
Two chains straight from Hutchy Hutch
Ain't go to Gary phone
Ain't go to Gary phone
Yeah, I ain't gonna lie, Getta did his thing
Yeah, I ain't gonna lie, Getta did his thing
30K play if you catch me stepping in the bank
30K play if you catch me stepping in the bank
All that fighting dead
All that fighting dead
You gon' have to wrestle with the K
You gon' have to wrestle with the K
Hard body
Hard body
At this point I don't think I bend or break
At this point I don't think I bend or break
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