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letra de baby - young thug

[intro]
yeah, young thugger thugger, baby
huh
slatt, slatt
wheezy beatz
slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, woo, woo

[chorus]
hennessy and vibing with somebody lady
balling, living large, everybody payin’ (woah, woah woah woah, hey)
f-ck the whole ward, baby, stop the playin’ (hey, quit playin’)
money steady growin’, getting outdated (yeah, woah, cash)
i do it real big in these n-ggas’ faces (woah)
ball, rasheed wallace, i’ma play her, baby (woah, woah woah woah)
i got the latest car every summer, ayy (skrt, skrt)
i might go get the ‘rari: slim shady (oh, wha, oh oh, oh)

[verse 1]
leave the cars parked outside runnin’ (skrrt, hey)
only bad b-tches and real n-ggas comin’ (bad b-tches)
i’m throwing my cash n-gga costly costly (do it, do it)
all your b-tches bad like they need some counseling (woah, bah bah bah woo)
b-tches jumping off the pole (woo hoo, hey)
b-tches jumping in and off the f-cking pole (off the pole, hey)
big ol’ slimes at your door (slatt, slime, woo)
cut the gr-ss i’ll make you coming more (coming more, slatt, slatt)
chanel bags by the twelve case (woah)
i’m out your cl-ss like a stairway (hey)
these n-ggas telling on the twelfth day (hey)
my b-tch a cancer, no prostate (hey)
everybody good like your pops say (hey)
got some neighbors banging at the swap, mate (woah)
all these b-tches switching they don’t know how to stay (oh)
leave ’em in the trenches and get out the state (oh, oh, woo, hey)

[chorus]
hennessy and vibing with somebody lady
balling, living large, everybody payin’ (woah, woah woah woah, hey)
f-ck the whole ward, baby, stop the playin’ (hey, quit playin’, hee hee)
money steady growin’, getting outdated (yeah, woah, cash)
i do it real big in these n-ggas’ faces (woah, hee)
ball, rasheed wallace, i’ma play her, baby (hee hee, woah, woah woah woah)
i got the latest car every summer, ayy (skrt, skrt)
i might go get the ‘rari: slim shady (oh, wha, oh oh, oh, sheesh)

[verse 2]
f-cking on the scene getting these wheels painted (oh, sheesh)
hit him with the choppa, leave his arm dangling (brrrrt)
i’m getting milf money like i’m katy perry (hey, sheesh)
got some b-tches freakier than amber rose, hey (skrt, skrt)
i’ma get some money each and every day (oh, oh)
i just made a hundred water d-mn, hey (hey)
slingshot shooting at your box, hey (pew pew pew)
pockets fat, a n-gga got the mumps, hey (hey)
all my n-ggas k!llers, they don’t play (yeah, yeah)
all my n-ggas ballin’, no 2k (all my n-ggas ballin’)
i was just with your mama yesterday (i was just ridin’ with your mama, what?)
i was just with your mama yesterday (i was just ridin’ with your mama, ah)
i was just with your mama yesterday (i was just boolin’ with your mama, ah)
i was just with your mama yesterday (i was just was chillin’ with your mama)
i was just with your sister yesterday (i was just ridin’ with your sister, hey)
i was just with your sister yesterday (hey, hey, hey, ah)

- young thug

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