GOD DON'T LIKE UGLY - Romero, Baby Bash, Lil Rob

Chorus: Romero

God don’t like ugly, homie

So why you hatin' on me

No one could judge you, homie

Don’t let 'em budge you, homie

There’s no excuses, homie

Don’t be so useless, homie

Get ya mind or ya money right

I’m on a whole another level

Check under my sombrero

I’m higher than a fire escape

Fly as a sparrow

The V-Town hustler, doin' the damn do-da

Seem

Like the game, is full of them barracudas

Them cut

Throat, wanna be something they can’t do

With nothin' else better than markin' fake truth

Now tell me it ain’t true

You know

The shit I’m breathin'

Is hundred percent legit

The facts, and no deceivin'

I’m behind the scenes, ridin' clean, watchin' them pop a raid

And just like fiends and weirdo geeks, them hobos love to hate

You can call it what you wanna call it, mayne, just feel free

But at least I know

All them real gatos feel me

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Watch what you say, homie, don’t bite ya tongue

I take a hit of the spliff, and put some smoke in my lungs

Yeah

Exhale and let you know what I think

I, think nothing of it

In fact, I’m above it

Yeah

You vatos need to watch ya mouth, and stop

Representing somethin' you know nothin' about

I do what I do

Don’t bother me, and I won’t bother me

I’m just a man, trying to make my feria too

So don’t cross the line, don’t mess with mine, don’t

Wanna have to

Get

Sick with it, take a beat and put a twist with it

Romero el mero mero

Lil Rob and Baby Bash

In it because we love it, not to mention the cash

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You could pray for my demise, try to dirty up my memory

Romero is a boss, always on time with my deliveries

And you’ll get fired on the spot if you try dissing me

You silly rabbits rappin', never ever threaten me

My flow is out of hand

My game is that advanced

You talkin' bad, I got ya girlfriend jumpin' out her pants

God don’t like nothin' ugly

Plus you got nothin' on me

I’ll slap that garbage out your mouth and get to dumping on you

You spittin' in the wind

I’m spittin' in ya face

Better watch out what you say, when you use my name in vein

You should be glad I made it

But no, you hella hatin'

You see me steppin' up my game, you see me elevatin'

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