That's My (Baby)

Hop on the beat
I eat the pussy like bon appetite
Woah
She wants in for free
That girl's a demon
She's going to eat
She don't be fretting the shit on the side
She's worried bout commas and catching a ride
She do not drive
She sitting pretty and setting a vibe
Like that's what I like
She getting hot
We getting hot
She take it off and we straight to the top
Call up a flight
We headed to Bali
We need the heat
Man send me the drop
This shit for real
You live in my heart
You worried about mines
I'm worried about ours
Twisting the ends
Find me a spark
I knew it was you
Back at the start
For real

I need you
Lonely nights
Just to hear you say

That's my
That's my
That's my baby
That's my
That's my
That's my baby
That's my
That's my
That's my baby
That's my
That's my
That's my that that

Rock
Rock with me
Move ya body
Rock
Rock with me
Move it up
Rock
Rock with me
Move ya body
Rock
Rock with me
Move it up

Don't you play me
Upgraded to Mercedes
No more hoopty back and forth
Cuz I be fly like Versace
I'm getting high while they pay me
I'm being me you're being crazy
I got my girl she my lady
But we be fucking women as of lately
Kappernick in the field
Had my team on my back
Black mask coming off
Black mast holding strong
Petty with it I don't miss shit
Baddie with me mind your business
Pack fat like BBL hips
But shit look good from a distance
It's always someone who won't love you
So why the fuck you trying to fix shit
Be yourself you're the shit bitch
Fuck around and throw a bitch fit
Molly looking like an ordeal
But I'mma pop it if I must
And she gon pop it for the one
Yeah I'm the one now you looking dumb for real

That's my
That's my
That's my baby
That's my
That's my
That's my baby
That's my
That's my
That's my baby
That's my
That's my
That's my that that



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Murphy
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