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letra de bow bow bow (f my baby dad) [remix] - sexyy red & chief keef

[intro: s-xyy red]
(tay keith, f-ck these n-ggas up)
f-ck my baby dad, f-ck my baby dad, f-ck my baby dad (dj meech, lil’ b-tch)
i’m a fine-ass b-tch, i ain’t in the house sad (s-xyy)
f-ck my baby dad

[chorus: s-xyy red]
(baow, baow, baow, baow, baow) that’s that booty meat
(ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) look at them booty cheeks
(baow, baow, baow, baow, baow) that’s that booty meat
(ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) look at them booty cheeks

[verse 1: s-xyy red]
all that ass on her, d-mn, this b-tch bad
switch my hips when i walk, yeah, i know you like that (it’s s-xyy)
my n-gga f-cked up, f-ck my baby dad
i’m gettin’ outside, i ain’t in the house sad (no)
called up my b-tch, we finna go out (yeah)
where the n-ggas at? it’s lookin’ like a drought (d-mn)
my mama got the kids, i’m gettin’ out this house
all in the club bouncin’ ass, showin’ out (northside)
lip-gloss poppin’, b-tch, i’m show-stoppin’ (mwah)
lookin’ like a snack, baby daddy c-ck blockin’ (hatin’ ass n-gga)
turnt up to the max, i’m the trendin’ topic
my n-gga actin’ up, so you know i’m finna pop it
[chorus: s-xyy red & chief keef]
(baow, baow, baow, baow, baow) that’s that booty meat
(ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) look at them booty cheeks
(baow, baow, baow, baow, baow) that’s that booty meat
(ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) look at them booty cheeks
(baow, baow, baow, baow, baow) that’s that booty meat
(ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) look at thеm booty cheeks
(baow, baow, baow, baow, baow) that’s that booty meat
(ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) look at them booty cheeks (sos’, baby)

[verse 2: chief keef]
baby want a bag, bought a gift bag
they call mе sosa santa, don’t get gift-wrapped
h-hop off the jet with the bag, that’s why i’m jet-lagged
bae you know chief so’ your daddy, come and ground your b-tch ass
i told bae, “you leave me, i’m puttin’ a round in your ass”
k!ll your ass dead and throw a gown on your ass
put some money on your head, i put some count on your ass
pull up with a bodybag, but it got pounds in the bag

[refrain: chief keef]
f-ck my baby mama, f-ck my baby mama, f-ck my baby mama
she a dusty ass b-tch, b-tch be broke all summer
ayy, that b-tch be broke all summer

[verse 3: chief keef]
dirty b-tch be tryna take what a n-gga work for
i done been through some sh-t, man, that sh-t don’t hurt, ho
in the back of the maybach, so i keep the curtains low
i ain’t got sh-t for you, dirty b-tch, i’m broke, ho
tryna get revenge by suckin’ d-ck, b-tch, your cutthroat
i’m with three powerpuff girls, mojo jojo
she like, “that’s three-hundred k, n-gga, how you broke though?”
i don’t pay b-tches, b-tch, that is not my mojo
chief so’ been goin’ hard, b-tch, i’m in go mode
i just bought another lamborghini ’cause it gon’ move
baby, make that ass shake, i wanna see it slow-mo
said you want this sh-t to last? n-gga, take a photo
d-mn, that ass on her, d-mn, this b-tch bad
i think my favorite thing to do is make my spanish b-tch mad
she be cussin’ a n-gga out, i be like, “d-mn, this b-tch bad”
yeah, i got one up in the head, but i’d be stab your b-tch ass
sneak dissin’ sosa over, b-tch, go grab your b-tch ass
you f-ckin’ broke ass n-gga, i don’t even be around your b-tch ass
think you casper gang, gon’ pull up, come and find your b-tch ass
where your mama? i’m your f-ckin’ daddy, ground your b-tch ass
[refrain: chief keef]
f-ck my baby mama, f-ck my baby mama, f-ck my baby mama
she a dusty ass b-tch, she have a baby every summer
ayy, she got a baby every summer, b-tch
f-ck my baby mama, f-ck my baby mama, you can f-ck my baby mama
she a fine ass b-tch, but she ugly deep under
yeah, that b-tch ugly deep under

[verse 4: chief keef]
baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, that’s that booty meat
she just wanna eat me, look up and see jewelry
mama say i got enough children, she need to neuter me
mama said don’t trust that b-tch, she might end up shootin’ me
mama said don’t trust that b-tch, she might slap me in my sleep
baby always need somethin’, lemme tell you what i need
let me get behind and hit it ’til i hit my knee
b-tch, this death row, if you leave then it’s r.i.p

[refrain: chief keef]
f-ck my baby mama, f-ck my baby mama, f-ck my baby mama
she a dusty ass b-tch, dusty ass hoe
“do you love that b-tch?” n-gga, h-ll no

[verse 5: chief keef]
nah n-gga, i really meant yeah, no (phew)
my d-ck look like deck on giraffe, ho
arm and leg on my wrist, smokin’ elbow
i got car stripe stripes like sh-ll toes
that ain’t no real ap, that cost a d-mn bow
i should take seven million, buy a d-mn boat
i thought you said you was broke? i’m like, “and, ho?”
i don’t shoot clubs up no more, ran outta ammo
[refrain: chief keef]
f-ck my baby mama, f-ck my baby mama, f-ck my baby mama
she a dusty ass b-tch, b-tch be broke all summer
ayy, that b-tch be broke all summer

[outro: s-xyy red]
f-ck my baby dad, f-ck my baby dad, f-ck my baby dad
i’m a fine-ass b-tch, i ain’t in the house sad
f-ck my baby dad

- sexyy red chief keef

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