Baby

Yeah, baby
Let me put it in your mouth, give me head, baby
Fuck a ex, you a whole damn check, baby
You the one other hoes ain't a threat, baby

Ass hella fat, let me hit it from the back, baby
Feeling like I'm Santa come and put it on my lap, baby
Seen you on the 'Gram, so I had to double tap, baby
Made her tap out, now I had to double back, baby

Why these niggas tryna snatch, baby?
We goin' last I ain't tripping on my last, baby
When I smash I ain't finna use a mask, baby
Give us nine months we goin' have these hoes mad, baby

You the truth, baby
Me and you
Why you think I bought a coupe, baby?
Meet me in the back seat, what it do, baby?
Who is you?
They don't even got a clue, baby

Bad bitch, sorry if you think that I'm rude, baby
You ain't in the mood I be knowing what to do, baby
Finna skinny dip leave you wet like a pool, baby
Finna make a kid then we finna make a new baby

Only right gotta fuck when we fight, baby
Fuck a price baby
'Cause the shit something light, baby
Pussy tight, yeah, I need it every night, baby
Fuck a eight, fuck a nine, you a dime, baby

My bitch classy, not rachet
She throw it back, I'ma catch it
New nails new hair with the new lashes
Ass fat like it's fake, but it's not plastic

She got a small waist, I ain't got a fat bitch
Pretty ass face I ain't got a catfish
Niggas want to fuck, I ain't on no mad shit
I know it's goin' happen 'cause I got a bad bitch

Yeah, yeah, baby
Put it in a bun when you give me head, baby
Give you backshots pulling on your hair, baby
All I hear is "Daddy" when I make you yell, baby

I can keep a secret, I don't kiss and tell, baby
I like how you do it 'cause you do it well, baby
When I beat it up I'm going for the kill, baby
Going all night like I'm off a pill, baby



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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Christian Ward
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