Baby
Baby
Ba-ba-ba-baby
Let me tell you a lil' somethin', baby
Ooh, I wanna tell you somethin', baby
Listen to me, I'ma tell you baby, baby
We ain't got no cards in these wallets over here
We ain't got no cards in these wallets over here
We ain't got no, baby, we ain't got not no
Baby, we ain't got no cards in these wallets over here
Young nigga, I'm super savage
Young nigga, I'm super savage
We got the .30 in the club, yeah we got it
Snuck the .30 in the club 'cause we 'bout it
And a nigga talkin' like he got dough
And I already know he a hoe
So you know how the shit gon' go
We gon' take him down and come back to the show
She say let's go out I said no
She say Reese take me out I say no
Baby you already know how it go
The hotel or the motel flow
I got hunnids in my pockets I'ma blow
On me and the squad though
If a bitch wanna come with us she gonna fuck for free and she ain't gonna get no dough (No cash)
But I'm on your ass (your ass)
If you owe me cash (me cash)
You better run that cash (that cash)
You better run that fast (that fast)
No credit cards in my wallet bitch I got all cash (money)
In my stash house it ain't number 30s and choppers I blast (man, dough)
Baby
Ba-ba-ba-baby
Let me tell you a lil' somethin', baby
Ooh, I wanna tell you somethin', baby
Listen to me, I'ma tell you baby, baby
We ain't got no cards in these wallets over here
We ain't got no cards in these wallets over here
We ain't got no, baby, we ain't got not no
Baby, we ain't got no cards in these wallets over here
We ain't together ho, we ain't together ho
We ain't together ho, we not together
We not together baby, we ain't together baby
We not together baby, we not together baby
But if she gonna ride the dick I'm gonna let her baby
I'm gon stack up on my cheese and my cheddar baby
I don't pay for service, the shit don't matter baby
Niggas smoking just like Bob but not cheeley, baby
Check your bitch my nigga, don't check my bro
Just because he don't smell like tacos don't mean he don't got nachos
Plus he good with the wordplay just like Rocko
Ya nigga living lavish my main girl a marvel
Baby
Ba-ba-ba-baby
Let me tell you a lil' somethin', baby
Ooh, I wanna tell you somethin', baby
Listen to me, I'ma tell you baby, baby
We ain't got no cards in these wallets over here
We ain't got no cards in these wallets over here
We ain't got no, baby, we ain't got not no
Baby, we ain't got no cards in these wallets over here
Ba-ba-ba-baby
Let me tell you a lil' somethin', baby
Ooh, I wanna tell you somethin', baby
Listen to me, I'ma tell you baby, baby
We ain't got no cards in these wallets over here
We ain't got no cards in these wallets over here
We ain't got no, baby, we ain't got not no
Baby, we ain't got no cards in these wallets over here
Young nigga, I'm super savage
Young nigga, I'm super savage
We got the .30 in the club, yeah we got it
Snuck the .30 in the club 'cause we 'bout it
And a nigga talkin' like he got dough
And I already know he a hoe
So you know how the shit gon' go
We gon' take him down and come back to the show
She say let's go out I said no
She say Reese take me out I say no
Baby you already know how it go
The hotel or the motel flow
I got hunnids in my pockets I'ma blow
On me and the squad though
If a bitch wanna come with us she gonna fuck for free and she ain't gonna get no dough (No cash)
But I'm on your ass (your ass)
If you owe me cash (me cash)
You better run that cash (that cash)
You better run that fast (that fast)
No credit cards in my wallet bitch I got all cash (money)
In my stash house it ain't number 30s and choppers I blast (man, dough)
Baby
Ba-ba-ba-baby
Let me tell you a lil' somethin', baby
Ooh, I wanna tell you somethin', baby
Listen to me, I'ma tell you baby, baby
We ain't got no cards in these wallets over here
We ain't got no cards in these wallets over here
We ain't got no, baby, we ain't got not no
Baby, we ain't got no cards in these wallets over here
We ain't together ho, we ain't together ho
We ain't together ho, we not together
We not together baby, we ain't together baby
We not together baby, we not together baby
But if she gonna ride the dick I'm gonna let her baby
I'm gon stack up on my cheese and my cheddar baby
I don't pay for service, the shit don't matter baby
Niggas smoking just like Bob but not cheeley, baby
Check your bitch my nigga, don't check my bro
Just because he don't smell like tacos don't mean he don't got nachos
Plus he good with the wordplay just like Rocko
Ya nigga living lavish my main girl a marvel
Baby
Ba-ba-ba-baby
Let me tell you a lil' somethin', baby
Ooh, I wanna tell you somethin', baby
Listen to me, I'ma tell you baby, baby
We ain't got no cards in these wallets over here
We ain't got no cards in these wallets over here
We ain't got no, baby, we ain't got not no
Baby, we ain't got no cards in these wallets over here
Credits
Writer(s): Frazier O. Iii Thompson, London Tyler Holmes, Jeffery Lamar Williams
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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