Baby Powder
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Baby Powder
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Hello, ma' baby, hello, ma' honey
Hey, Whoa, Yuh
Hello, ma' ragtime gal
Hitemup, Hitemup, Hitemup
Lil Bih, Lil Bih
Send me a kiss by wire
Hey, Hey
Baby, my hearts on fire
You finna' die, baby!
Nigga run up then I swear he gon get it
Fuck the police I ain't taking no ticket
Who gave you scary ass niggas some bread
Lookin at yall like a chicken and biscuit
Don’t play with me, Cause I swear I get wicked
Beast of the West, Get shit jumpin like crickets
So many hoes don’t you ask can I diggit
She ask how long do I last girl no limit
Unless the head too good
Then I might bust in a minute (hm hm)
30 on me put a hole in yo fitted
How you a boss but don’t handle yo business
Niggas moving weird they got crablegs
Really smart girl but she give bad head
Please don’t end up onna news bitch
Get Bagged up like a new fit
Bad bitch sucked Two dicks
She ain’t a hoe she just Too lit
Got 2 hoes and they both chirpin
You can say I got two chicks
Wake up and get another bag
You can find dat inna blueprint
Godamn I ain’t really feeling you
And I don’t really wanna deal with you
Young grimey nigga entertainment
Swear to God we a different Crew
You better keep this shit lyrical
Cause If I gotta get physical
You gon end up on a respirator in condition thats quite critical
Hitemup, Hitemup, Hitemup
I gotta run all these Benjis up
YGNE gon' pull up inna Bentley Truck
I make a mess, Paramedics come pick it up
Surrender all of yo shit nigga Give it up
Shoot at yo niggas aim at they chest
Just like yo wife they get titty fucked
Shoot at yo niggas aim at they chest
Just like yo wife they get titty fucked
Ain’t none my niggas gettin frightened
Swear to God all my niggas vikings
This shit bite ya ear Mike Tyson
Turn ya lifeline to a hyphen
Then I’m gone when I hear sirens
And I heard that bitch straight trifling
She gon suck me up I ain’t wifing
I don’t even think I wanna dive in
You shooting shots at me
So many bricks you could make a tower
Yo mixtape really stank
Every song needa take a shower
If I take you shoppin don’t take an hour
Cause that mean that I gotta wait an hour
Babygirl keep acting childish
I might have to smack her with some Baby Powder
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