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letra de baby mama - ydk jay

hot

ayyye

godd-mn

yeah

i’m chillin’

i’m chillin’ i’m chillin’ i’m chillin’

what you say bruh these n-ggas know not play with this sh-t (go)

ok 1 2 give her 3 maybe even 4. i just f-ck her till her toes lock and then she gotta go
i couldn’t even wife the b-tch that lil hoe just do the most, i ain’t even know the b-tch i just knew she was a hoe
see i ain’t even wanna take the n-gga hoe but he was childish she just like me cause i’m gangster all i do is move in silence. beat her back into thе walls i just let the p-ssy leakin’ should’vе known she was a hoe when you found out the b-tch was cheatin’
b-tch i’m really on my k!lling sh-t really drilling sh-t i call jay3 he down to slide we gone take that n-gga b-tch. i put diamonds on her necks but she can never get a birkin, put the d-ck between her legs don’t give a f-ck if she was hurtin’
b-tch i make money, get cheddar, don’t sell drugs we smoke dope. that b-tch made cause i cut her off don’t f-ck with her she do the most. i’m young as f-ck but my mind grown, make a bankroll off a flip phone. rock designer clothes leave em mitch match but i’m done talkin’ where that b-tch at? (mane f-ck that b-tch)

she don’t give no f-ck she just wanna be my baby mama, little do she know that i ain’t with that f-cking drama. that ratchet sh-t that acting sh-t i can’t even give you honor so b-tch it’s f-ck your honor (b-tch) go lie to your mama. she don’t give no f-ck she just wanna be my baby mama, little do she know that i ain’t with that f-cking drama. that ratchet sh-t that acting sh-t i can’t even give you honor so b-tch it’s f-ck your honor (b-tch) go lie to your mama

i don’t wanna talk if we ain’t talkin’ bout no millions b-tch, f-ck the hoe and kick her out next day she in her feelings b-tch. how the f-ck you gangster but you sweeter than a cookie he was crying bout a basic b-tch you know that n-gga p-ssy
b-tch i’m high as f-ck and i’m in the mix with your lil b-tch, again high as f-ck get him gone and knock his head off lil b-tch we get ya touch. i thought that he was bout it what the f-ck this n-gga hiding for? i should’ve known that n-gga was a scary b-tch
lights flashin’ leave em on grab the glock and get him gone and i ain’t never say that i was right but tell me how i’m wrong. you say that you was gangster but you crying for your mammy, i told the b-tch don’t call my phone but clearly she ain’t understand me. ok, she don’t give a f-ck she just wanna be my baby mama, i can’t even give you honor b-tch go lie to your mama. trappin’ and finessing tryna find which way to go. b-tch i’m really bout that action just incase you didn’t know, so
she don’t give no f-ck she just wanna be my baby mama, little do she know that i ain’t with that f-cking drama. that ratchet sh-t that acting sh-t i can’t even give you honor so b-tch it’s f-ck your honor (b-tch) go lie to your mama. she don’t give no f-ck she just wanna be my baby mama, little do she know that i ain’t with that f-cking drama. that ratchet sh-t that acting sh-t i can’t even give you honor so b-tch it’s f-ck your honor (b-tch) go lie to your mama

- ydk jay

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