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letra de baby doe - suavaee

[verse 1]
he gotta blunt in the oven
and i’m like f-ck it i’m stunting
b-tch im the big bad wolf, i be huffing and puffing
i gotta come up on something
because my cousins is struggling
ain’t no company coming
i feel like macaulay culkin
because i’m home alone
rolling up that hulk hogan, he be smoking strong
used to get allowance from grandma, and my uncle stole
money grow on trees n-gga look and my sh-t overgrown
used to get accused when i walk inside the corner store
summer 20 mines, i see lies in disguise
ain no county fair i got my eyes on the prize
knew i wasn’t sh-t, i had side for my side
and it’s suavaee on the cob the way she slob on my kn-b
i just pulled up in the casper with boo
back m-ssage then i’m smashing my m-sseuse
my n-ggas starving i can’t ration all the food
yeah n-gga f-ck you, why you acting like we cool?

[verse 2]
eat up the beat like i’m at golden corral
you just hold me back, girl you not holding me down
i been running f-ckin sh-t since i was 12 n-gga
putting out heat, my ex told me go to h-ll n-gga
all them diamonds round my neck and thats them vvss
luh b-tch i grew in the hood watching pbs kids
all this green up in my wallet like i’m vegan and sh-t
and i ain’t bragging my new better than my previous b-tch
and boy i’m on the road
and i got some b’s with double d’s but i’m on a roll
cause i’m getting paper watch em fold just like a folder fold
left a white b-tch on read & she blue just like a police strobe
pull up in the coupe you can say she caught the holy ghost
summer 20 mines, i see lies in disguise
most rappers really outdated, im in my prime
man i knew wasn’t sh-t i had side for my side
and it’s suavaee on the cob the way she slob on my kn-b

[chorus]
she want my baby doe
because she heard me on the radio
but i’m her favorite doe
sheen f-ckin with my latest hoe
yeah she gotta n-gga
gave me throat before he made it home
talking was sh-t about my music bet you play this song
she want my baby doe
cuz i’m that n-gga she already know
i hope y’all ready doe
i’m going up
just a credit score
i’m finna serve my purpose then a n-gga gone be headed home
talking sh-t about my music but i bet you play this song

- suavaee

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