Mr. Baba!

(Yeah, oh, oh yeah)
(Uh, yeah, oh, oh yeah)
(Oh-oh yeah, oh, oh yeah)
Alright, what did you want me to say?
(Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)
(I love you) I love you, BABA!
Told my bro don't trip
Got a stack of chips, I'm bouta flip
Uh, I told my bro don't quit
Got a whole lotta sticks up in this bitch
Need an AP bust-down on my wrist
I swear, I can't wait till I'm rich
Yeah, I'm here with the gang, we taking risks
Them boys, they fake, know we legit
Oh-oh, Mr. BABA! (BABA!)
Oh, Mr. BABA! (BABA!)
Oh-oh, oh, Mr. BABA! (BABA!)
Huh, me and these diamonds, yeah, they cuddlin'
Speak up, why them lil' niggas keep on mumbling?
I slept on the floor, swear I was struggling
Now my racks doublin', doublin'
Now, look, I'm in my element
Now, look, I want the VETEMENTS
Cut my old ones off, the Benjamins my only friends
Uh, I just made a hit and I'll do it again
I just fucked that bitch, now I want her friend
Need a coupe with a trunk in the front like an elephant, huh
Who better than me than me? Huh
I'm sippin' that lean with elegance, see?
While eating some delicacy (Oh)
Oh, oh, oh, Mr. BABA!, oh
Oh, Mr. BABA!, oh
Oh, Mr. BABA!, oh
Oh, oh-oh, Mr. BABA!, oh
(I love you)



Credits
Writer(s): Baba! Dadon
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