Baby Mama Coochie (remix) (feat. Bbyafricka)
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Baby Mama Coochie (remix) (feat. Bbyafricka)
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Hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Bitch, I'm not the G.O.A.T., I'm somethin' like Don Dada (Don Dada)
Let him have a treat, then I let him get nada
Wanna fuck with me, know I'm crazy, see I'm freaky (I'm freaky)
See, I got a baby, so his baby maker need me
Baby mama coochie, man, you bitches is beneath me
Told him check his homie if a nigga needs to reach me
I just got some coochie, I don't got the double D-Ds
Yet, hey
Rich bitch, I don't need no advice (yeah)
Two pretty double D's sitting at a high price (woah)
Big hoops, lip gloss, baby got the real ice (mwah)
Bad boy, good dick, and he talkin' real nice (Uh)
I'm a gutta bitch, he adore all my features
Love a real nigga that can handle my diva
Balloon-shaped booty, make it shake like a seizure
You don't like broke niggas? I don't either (haha)
White toes, Mykono-nos
AMG, four door, I'm everywhere these hoes don't go (yeah)
Eat it up like DiGiorno (mwah)
Play it back on the cell phone, lookin' like a porno (yeah)
Baby mama coochie, I ain't even got a child
Put the pussy on 'em, bet she make a nigga growl (mhm)
Workin' with some bundles and I make a bitch smile (yeah)
Gotta hide from Peter 'cause I'm wearing crocodile
What's next? He fuckin' up a check on my body, what's next?
He stick it in, then he had me throwing up his set
He say I suck dick too good, I'm the best
These niggas playin', but I'm really from the 'Wood
Yup, Inglewood, bitch, up to no good
You a shoulda-coulda, I'm a wish a bitch would
I'm a wish a bitch would
Ayy, ayy, I'm a wish a bitch would
My bitches choo-choo, lil' engine that could
These bitches suwoop, just like they should
Nigga, what you gon' do? I'll pull up to yo' hood
Huh? Huh?
Yeah, and that's dolo, nigga, ayy
Put the money on the floor-floor, nigga, ayy
Who ain't really trained to go, lil' nigga? Ayy
I can make you touch your toes, lil' nigga
Bitches wanna play, well, set the camera up and pussy play
No, it ain't no cuddle, take the muzzle off and give me face
If you can make me nut, then you stuck until you make me squirt
Nigga, bring the bottle, I'm the model, now let's go to work
I ain't got no life, but it ain't sad 'cause I'm a freaky ho
And if it's 'bout a bag, I can fake it 'til my pockets full
And niggas really beatin' down road, just need to let me know
'Cause I ain't sharing dick unless she cute and got a lot of dough
Bitch, I'm not the G.O.A.T., I'm somethin' like Don Dada (Don Dada)
Let him have a treat, then I let him get nada (get nada)
Wanna fuck with me, know I'm crazy, see I'm freaky (I'm freaky)
See, I got a baby, so his baby maker need me
Baby mama coochie, man, you bitches is beneath me
Told him check his homie if a nigga needs to reach me
I just got some coochie, I don't got the double D-Ds
Yet, hey
Yeah, and I like to brag 'cause these hoes know I'm lit (yeah)
Ain't the first nigga that I turned into a trick (ooh)
Shot him in the eyes, he was lookin' at a bitch (ha, ha, ha, ha)
Gotta eye patch, huh, like slick Rick
Beat the pussy up 'til a bitch got tears
Suck it while he driving, make a nigga switch gears
Nigga finna steal this flow right here
Big bad wolf, blow you out of your career
Drape me up in Cartier, or the new Cavalli (yeah, yeah)
Fuck next, up now, can't nobody stop me (no, no)
You cannot compete, we do not compare (no)
Talk is really cheap, ain't a quarter I'll spare
Top of the food chain bitch, you can't compete with me (no, no, no)
Real bad bitch named Saweetie, you can't compete with her
Big ego, lil' money, you got a lot of nerve (uh)
Real hood bitch, pull up, you at a loss for words (yeah)
Baby mama coochie, yeah, this coochie is the best
Said the best coochie 'bout to make a nigga stress
Coochie bring you life, coochie is the vessel
Pussy bring you peace, if the diamonds come embezzled
Bitch, I'm not the G.O.A.T., I'm somethin' like Don Dada (Don Dada)
Let him have a treat, then I let him get nada (get nada)
Wanna fuck with me, know I'm crazy, see I'm freaky (I'm freaky)
See, I got a baby, so his baby maker need me
Baby mama coochie, man, you bitches is beneath me
Told him check his homie if a nigga needs to reach me
I just got some coochie, I don't got the double D-Ds
Yet, hey
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