Baby

Baby

歌手:Quality ControlLil BabyDaBaby

所属专辑:Trap Fest

发行时间:2023-06-23

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[00:00.00] 作词 : Dominique Jones/Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Wesley Glass

[00:00.04] 作曲 : Dominique Jones/Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Wesley Glass

[00:00.09]Wheezy outta here

[00:00.76]Yeah, rest in peace to Bankroll? show 'em how to do it

[00:04.19]Baby goin' crazy? he been gettin' straight to it

[00:06.45]I done caught so many flights

[00:07.45]I end up ******' all the stewardesses

[00:08.63]Catch me in Atlanta? no security with my jewelry

[00:10.88]Found all them rings, my baby mama talkin' suin' me

[00:13.09]'Nother ***** tellin' lies on the ***** like she screwin' me

[00:15.22]Catch him down bad, that's his ass? *****, you or me

[00:17.60]SI diamonds on the chain, he ain't foolin' me

[00:19.90]We was skippin' school on the train? duckin' truancy

[00:22.04]My main partner turned into a rat, he talkin' 'bout Rod and me

[00:24.33]I pray the judge give that boy a bond so I can pop him

[00:26.50]We was in the hood, sellin' bags, shroom, trap exotic

[00:28.75]****** around and tried to go and lease a helicopter

[00:30.79]Baby really a problem, somebody gotta stop him

[00:33.03]And the haters watchin' too hard, I think they got binoculars

[00:35.31]Every ***** with me on go, it ain't no stoppin' us

[00:37.68]*****s actin' like they got the bag, I'm tryna stop it up

[00:39.85]Do this for the bros down the road, gotta lock it up

[00:41.99]All you gotta do is say it's smoke, then we're poppin' up

[00:44.22]Baby got the streets on hold, he ain't drop yet

[00:46.44]I've been goin' hard, it's gon' be hard for you to top that

[00:48.60]I make it look easy, but this **** really a process

[00:50.92]I'm really a millionaire, still in the projects

[00:53.17]Baby puttin' on for the city

[00:54.79]Baby, he the realest, Baby prolly got a couple million

[00:57.51]Baby hang with four or five killers

[00:59.31]Baby got children, Baby prolly still drug dealin'

[01:01.94]Baby ain't a trapper, he a rapper

[01:03.64]Baby makin' classics, Baby in the hood gettin' active

[01:06.58]Baby keep it real with his people

[01:08.40]Baby like a preacher, Baby prolly still sell reefer

[01:10.85]Huh? Baby prolly still got them 'bows

[01:12.56]I tell my ***** I'm faithful, but I still got the hoes

[01:14.69]Baby gettin' jiggy, on stage with the Glizzy

[01:16.95]Baby CEO, he shake the game like he Diddy

[01:19.17]You would think it's Mardi Gras,

[01:20.29]I got these ******* showin' *******

[01:21.36]And I ain't throwin' beads, I pull them *******' weaves

[01:23.67]I'm stallin' ******* out, if I'm a dog, then she a flea

[01:25.89]And when I **** her doggy style the only time I'm on my knee

[01:27.95]I barely wanna hit her, got her beggin', "Baby, please"

[01:30.23]I tell a ***** to shut up, you 'bout to **** my nut up

[01:32.56]The label's CEO keep beggin' me to keep the gun up

[01:34.77]They know, you play with Baby, Baby beat him, cut up

[01:37.05]Private plane, wifi, on the FaceTime with Johnny

[01:39.23]I told him ice my wrist up, I like to hold my fist up

[01:41.44]How that boy DaBaby in the air not gettin' his **** sucked?

[01:43.71]Why he keep the fire and throw them fours in every picture?

[01:45.95]'Cause *****...

[01:46.62]Baby puttin' on for the city

[01:48.16]Baby, he the realest, Baby prolly got a couple million

[01:50.89]Baby hang with four or five killers

[01:52.54]Baby got children, Baby prolly still drug dealin'

[01:55.26]Baby ain't a trapper, he a rapper

[01:57.25]Baby makin' classics, Baby in the hood gettin' active

[01:59.83]Baby keep it real with his people

[02:01.44]Baby like a preacher, Baby prolly still sell reefer

[02:04.27]

作词 : Dominique Jones/Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Wesley Glass

作曲 : Dominique Jones/Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Wesley Glass

Wheezy outta here

Yeah, rest in peace to Bankroll? show 'em how to do it

Baby goin' crazy? he been gettin' straight to it

I done caught so many flights

I end up ******' all the stewardesses

Catch me in Atlanta? no security with my jewelry

Found all them rings, my baby mama talkin' suin' me

'Nother ***** tellin' lies on the ***** like she screwin' me

Catch him down bad, that's his ass? *****, you or me

SI diamonds on the chain, he ain't foolin' me

We was skippin' school on the train? duckin' truancy

My main partner turned into a rat, he talkin' 'bout Rod and me

I pray the judge give that boy a bond so I can pop him

We was in the hood, sellin' bags, shroom, trap exotic

****** around and tried to go and lease a helicopter

Baby really a problem, somebody gotta stop him

And the haters watchin' too hard, I think they got binoculars

Every ***** with me on go, it ain't no stoppin' us

*****s actin' like they got the bag, I'm tryna stop it up

Do this for the bros down the road, gotta lock it up

All you gotta do is say it's smoke, then we're poppin' up

Baby got the streets on hold, he ain't drop yet

I've been goin' hard, it's gon' be hard for you to top that

I make it look easy, but this **** really a process

I'm really a millionaire, still in the projects

Baby puttin' on for the city

Baby, he the realest, Baby prolly got a couple million

Baby hang with four or five killers

Baby got children, Baby prolly still drug dealin'

Baby ain't a trapper, he a rapper

Baby makin' classics, Baby in the hood gettin' active

Baby keep it real with his people

Baby like a preacher, Baby prolly still sell reefer

Huh? Baby prolly still got them 'bows

I tell my ***** I'm faithful, but I still got the hoes

Baby gettin' jiggy, on stage with the Glizzy

Baby CEO, he shake the game like he Diddy

You would think it's Mardi Gras,

I got these ******* showin' *******

And I ain't throwin' beads, I pull them *******' weaves

I'm stallin' ******* out, if I'm a dog, then she a flea

And when I **** her doggy style the only time I'm on my knee

I barely wanna hit her, got her beggin', "Baby, please"

I tell a ***** to shut up, you 'bout to **** my nut up

The label's CEO keep beggin' me to keep the gun up

They know, you play with Baby, Baby beat him, cut up

Private plane, wifi, on the FaceTime with Johnny

I told him ice my wrist up, I like to hold my fist up

How that boy DaBaby in the air not gettin' his **** sucked?

Why he keep the fire and throw them fours in every picture?

'Cause *****...

Baby puttin' on for the city

Baby, he the realest, Baby prolly got a couple million

Baby hang with four or five killers

Baby got children, Baby prolly still drug dealin'

Baby ain't a trapper, he a rapper

Baby makin' classics, Baby in the hood gettin' active

Baby keep it real with his people

Baby like a preacher, Baby prolly still sell reefer

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