letra de dpwd - babystaydown
[intro]
sh-t, bop (ceg3all trippin’ on this one, i like yungzayy)
boop-boop-boop, blrrt, glrrt
bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop, slatt, slatt
yeah, ayy, don’t play with that, ayy
don’t play with that, ayy (baow, baow)
boy, don’t play with that, ayy
f-ck n-gga, don’t play with that, ayy (don’t play with that sh-t)
why would you play with that? ayy (yeah, high as f-ck, huh)
she play with that , ayy
[chorus]
yeah, aim this stick right at a opp (blrrt)
yeah, aim this stick right at his top, ooh (what?)
i’ve just been sippin’ on wockisha, might marry that thot (ooh, yeah, yeah)
i just might marry that ho (might marry that ho)
i told that ho bring her throat (what?)
after that, she can motherf-ckin’ go (make her go)
i’m so slime, i play with my nose (slatt, slatt)
she want cc, told that lil’ b-tch, “bow down to your knee” (yeah, yeah)
f-ck it, i took out the plug, young n-ggas slimey for the p (what? slatt)
i can’t show no love ’cause they ain’t give no f-cks ’bout me
they ain’t give no f-cks ’bout me, okay, run up a check in my sleep, okay
[verse]
all of my b-tches petite, okay, all of my b-tches, they freaks, okay
my n-ggas shoot like the nba, my money long like wemby, ayy
cut a few friends off, was trimmin’, ayy (ayy)
i need a b-tch who ain’t friendly, ayy
said that i could’ve did it anyway
i do not know why i feel this way
i got a whole lot of money inside of my pocket, it don’t take pain away
catch that lil’ boy tryna pop it, get hit in his noggin, it’s gon’ be a rainy day
i got a bih’ right beside me, she tryna get sloppy and take all my pain away, ayy (what? what? squad, squad)
[chorus]
yeah, aim this stick right at a opp (blrrt)
yeah, aim this stick right at his top, ooh (what?)
i’ve just been sippin’ on wockisha, might marry that thot (ooh, yeah, yeah)
i just might marry that ho (might marry that ho)
i told that ho bring her throat (what?)
after that, she can motherf-ckin’ go (make her go)
i’m so slime, i play with my nose (slatt, slatt)
she want cc, told that lil’ b-tch, “bow down to your knee” (yeah, yeah)
f-ck it, i took out the plug, young n-ggas slimey for the p (what? slatt)
i can’t show no love ’cause they ain’t give no f-cks ’bout me
they ain’t give no f-cks ’bout me, okay, run up a check in my sleep, okay
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