My Name Is Baybe
Baby I'm a witch, put a hex on you
Lil' baby I'm a ghost, I ain't textin' you
I show up to your house in my blackest boots
Your boyfriend knows who he gon' choose
Gimme all your money, don't be a jerk
Gonna spend it all on honey 'till my tummy hurts
My mama said I gotta go to Sunday church
Tell Jesus I ain't ready to convert
My name is Baybe! I don't even effing curse
I got candy like my grandma's purse
You can't stand me, I be getting on your nerves
And your man he likes me yeah I overheard
I'm bad, and I'm sweet
Your dad, he wants a piece
Baby I'm a witch, put a hex on you
Lil' baby I'm a ghost, I ain't textin' you
I show up to your house in my blackest boots
Your boyfriend knows who he gon' choose
Ugh! Can you drop it down for me
Huh? Got you pushin' up on me
Bleh! Keep your hands to yourself
You don't know me that well
I got something to tell ya
My name is Baybe! I don't even effing curse
I got candy like my grandma's purse
You can't stand me, I be getting on your nerves
And your man he likes me yeah I overheard
Yeah, get down on your knees
And say yes please
I got something deep in my closet
If you're a good boy, then baby you got it
I'm not mean I'm just being honest
Don't be dumb I know that you want it
My name is Baybe! I don't even effing curse
I got candy like my grandma's purse
You can't stand me, I be getting on your nerves
And your man he likes me yeah I overheard
Lil' baby I'm a ghost, I ain't textin' you
I show up to your house in my blackest boots
Your boyfriend knows who he gon' choose
Gimme all your money, don't be a jerk
Gonna spend it all on honey 'till my tummy hurts
My mama said I gotta go to Sunday church
Tell Jesus I ain't ready to convert
My name is Baybe! I don't even effing curse
I got candy like my grandma's purse
You can't stand me, I be getting on your nerves
And your man he likes me yeah I overheard
I'm bad, and I'm sweet
Your dad, he wants a piece
Baby I'm a witch, put a hex on you
Lil' baby I'm a ghost, I ain't textin' you
I show up to your house in my blackest boots
Your boyfriend knows who he gon' choose
Ugh! Can you drop it down for me
Huh? Got you pushin' up on me
Bleh! Keep your hands to yourself
You don't know me that well
I got something to tell ya
My name is Baybe! I don't even effing curse
I got candy like my grandma's purse
You can't stand me, I be getting on your nerves
And your man he likes me yeah I overheard
Yeah, get down on your knees
And say yes please
I got something deep in my closet
If you're a good boy, then baby you got it
I'm not mean I'm just being honest
Don't be dumb I know that you want it
My name is Baybe! I don't even effing curse
I got candy like my grandma's purse
You can't stand me, I be getting on your nerves
And your man he likes me yeah I overheard
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Writer(s): Abbey Loren
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