Anita Baker

I got rank hoe call me anita baker
Im getting fondue on my fucking paper
Legend made to be you fucking hatters
Im making pies like a anita baker
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The champ is here hoe let me throw some haymakers
My team ballin like nba like we play with the lakers
Killing beats shawty im a lyrical undertaker
I make dough shawty my name is anita baker
Get it i need a baker
Sucker mcs flava fucking now and laters
Loyal to the game shawty im neva a fucking traitor
Vision getting clear ya i see fucking straighter
My time is here and now no need for later
Im not saying im the one im far from a dictator
Im trying to bring my people back to the orginal habitat ya the fucking equator
Call me what u want im a fucking invador

I got rank hoe call me anita baker
Im getting fondue on my fucking paper
Legend made to be you fucking hatters
Im making pies like a anita baker
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Im on the job daily hip hop is my favorite major
I spit calibers ya i got 8 chambers
Leaving compitition smoking like hookah vapors
Wait up hold these other rappers are in danger
U bout to meet the new pink rangers
Yall niggas styles to me is a lil bit stranger
Look of the flick of the wrist
Im turning up im getting pie and popping bottles of crys like that boy wiz
That loud pack is what i like to twist
Color of my coupe looking like its been lipstick kissed
Im liquoired up homie i cant even piss
Alcohol fuel my buzz im getting lit



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Writer(s): Joseph Brown
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