DaBaby 2n721a

    DaBaby

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    DaBaby 2n721a

    Kirk 4o3b2i


    Let's go
    You know it's baby, nigga
    (Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)

    She wanna fuck with me but I don't got the time
    I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85
    Go call my chauffeur bitch, cause' I don't like to drive
    We in suburban's back to back and we gone fill em' up with vibes

    Fill em' with vibes
    Get in the ride
    And no, a nigga not blind
    But I keep that stick and I'm firing
    Ain't met a nigga in life
    That's fucking with me
    Say he did then he lying
    We got so many vibes stuffed in the car
    We can fuck them hoes six at a time
    I make them hoes say that nigga so fine
    Girl he got that D you can feel in yo spine
    Yeah that's what they say about Baby
    You know them bitches don't play about Baby
    Baby should go run for president
    Look what God did, took his time with me

    Got a red and white hoe like a peppermint
    Pull up to the hotel, take the vibes in
    She gone fuck me and fuck on my brethren
    My brother and them
    Having three hoes in the king size
    I ain't finished yet, get another bitch
    Got her riding dick and screaming "He-hah"
    Make me proud girl, you a cowgirl
    She did a handstand, I'm like wow girl
    Got me fucking her upside down
    Yeah, we going dumb, say she wanna cum
    I'm looking like when? She looking like now
    Some mo' came in, say they want it too
    I tagged in my brother, bitch I'm out

    I know
    She wanna fuck with me but I don't got the time
    I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85
    Go call my chauffeur bitch, cause' I don't like to drive
    We in suburban's back to back and we gone fill em' up with vibes

    She wanna fuck on me but I don't got the time
    I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85
    Go call my chauffeur bitch, cause' I don't like to drive
    We in suburban's back to back and we gone fill em' up with vibes

    Look, let's get on a jet
    Come give me some neck
    She ain't picking up
    And her nigga just called, she gone send em' a text
    I don't need no doc
    Bitch, you know I'm a dog
    Better send me the vet
    Ever made you a million?
    I tell em' riddle me that
    Ain't offended me yet
    My bitch drink Bacardi
    I'm in this bitch feeling like Set
    Quarter-mill on my neck
    Over two on the crib
    Fo' hundred thou on the whip
    Dicking down yo lil' bitch
    I'm 'bout to go buy me a coupe
    Pull up, make the doors raise the roof
    Louis V army fatigue
    I'm 'bout with a pole like a troop
    Baby Ray Allen from three
    You leave me open, I'm shooting
    We like Martin and Pam at the hotel
    We kicking hoes out, get the boot
    These hoes catching bodies, they 'bout it
    We having new vibes in the lobby
    That's wherever we go ain't no problem
    I just told a bitch no, she was childish (Bye)

    Pulled up like
    She wanna fuck on me but I don't got the time
    I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85
    Go call my chauffeur bitch, cause' I don't like to drive
    We in suburban's back to back
    and we gone fill em' up with vibes
    Compositor: Desconhecido no ECADIntérprete: Jonathan Lyndale Kirk (Dababy) (IPR)Publicado em 2019ECAD verificado fonograma #21322365 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM

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