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letra de baby $hit - freddie gibbs & the alchemist

[intro]
the world is uncivilized, and these are our works
champ (what’s up? what’s up?)
james brown, nicotine (yo, yo)
cocaine (okay, there we go, yeah, yeah, yeah)
ayy, man, don’t never f-ck with a n-gga that—
that don’t get girls (yeah, yeah)
the n-gga always gon’ be jealous of you (yeah)
i swear to god, on my mama, n-gga (yeah)

[chorus]
yeah, ain’t n0body ever gave me sh-t, i had to take this sh-t, go get your paper, b-tch
rabbit potty trainin’ every mornin’, ho, i’m cookin’ dope and cleanin’ baby sh-t
versace robe drapin’ like a n-gga got a cape, but i can never save a b-tch
f-ckin’ ball player baby mamas hit me when them n-ggas play the lakers, b-tch

[post-chorus]
we don’t do no postin’ or no name taggin’
california blow, she got a ‘caine habit
i don’t want the p-ssy if the gang had it
was a ho before she got the same habit
hold on, do no postin’ or no name taggin’
dope and cocaina got my name brackin’
i don’t sell a whip, i let the gang have it
got a pocket full of dead slave masters (yeah)
[verse 1]
get that white and i beat it up like i’m mike
drop a broke man, a n-gga can’t be like mike
share this d-ck, man, a b-tch gotta sacrifice
diamonds in my sh-t look like some flashin’ lights
presidential, i flooded that b-tch with ice
cougar p-ssy, i f-ck a rich n-gga wife
doja cat let me beat from the back-back
porsche engine, that b-tch in the back-back
louie luggage, that sit in the front trunk
uncle threw forgiato on dodge trucks
throw vl out the window, i’m mobbed up
hit that pyrex until that b-tch locked up
dinner plate, my sh-t porcelain, rocked up
r.i.p robert davis, we chopped up
screw a b-tch in the drop with the top up (with the top up)

[chorus]
yeah, ain’t n0body ever gave me sh-t, i had to take this sh-t, go get your paper, b-tch
flew a ho like 20 hours just to have a threesome with my new australian b-tch
versace robe drapin’ like a n-gga got a cape, but i can never save a b-tch
every day i get an internet threat, boy, these n-ggas soft as baby sh-t

[verse 2]
give them 36’s to my side piece
40 millimeter on the timepiece
take a ho to brunch and get mimosa drunk
she give me sloppy toppy on massage seats
keep on ducking b-tches from around me
feel like usher, ho, ’cause you remind me
of a b-tch i used to f-ck with when i was broke
but now my 750 got massage seats, uh
get that white and i beat it up like i’m mike
drop a broke man, a n-gga can’t be like mike
share the d-ck, man, a b-tch gotta sacrifice
diamonds in my sh-t look like some flashin’ lights
presidential, i flooded that b-tch with ice
cougar p-ssy, i f-ck a rich n-gga wife
doja cat let me beat from the back-back
i’ll be right back
[chorus]
yeah, ain’t n0body ever gave me sh-t, i had to take this sh-t, go get your paper, b-tch
rabbit potty trainin’ every mornin’, ho, i’m cookin’ dope, be cleanin’ baby sh-t
versace robe drapin’ like a n-gga got a cape, but i can never save a b-tch
critics tryna judge a n-gga music, tell the p-ssy n-ggas suck a baby d-ck, b-tch

[outro]
yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah yeah (kane train)
(nothin’ else to say, b-tch, gang)
(yeah, yeah)

[interlude]
you know why i love to sell a ton of drugs in harlem, bumpy?
it’s not ’cause of the money (why?)
’cause every miserable street junkie
every skinny kid who goes to bed hungry because his mama is lookin’ for a fix
every n-gga baby born with a habit
makes me happy, makes my heart sing
never, never, never, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

- freddie gibbs the alchemist

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