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Ay, ay Lil baby she fye Lil baby she kold Lil baby she tired Put her in a zone I told her she mine Ain't letting her go She told she trust me It's probably best if you don't With a body so sexy It's not hard to impress me, hol'on Baby girl making me moan If that was a crime, arrest me, hol'on I ain't used my brain this much It feels like you tryna test me Don't even mind you stressing me You got a gangsta obsessed You got ya ex man upset I don't care bout him, he's a wasteman I don't even know why you did that I'm just happy that you're with a big man now I'm not really the type to diss man If I pop this bottle It won't take long My feelings dispatched Got my heart & mind mismatched You look so good when you play with yaself You're beggin' me to join in You don't wanna just play with yaself She throwing it back, it's pressure Pussy so good, pussy the type to get you out depression Tighter than a tenner Lil baby she fye Lil baby she kold Lil baby she tired Put her in a zone I told her she mine Ain't letting her go She told she trust me It's probably best if you don't With a body so sexy It's not hard to impress me, hol'on Baby girl making me moan If that was a crime, arrest me, hol'on I ain't used my brain this much It feels like you tryna test me Don't even mind you stressing me You got a gangsta obsessed Bad like MJ make me shamone Her and her bestie looking like clones Took both numbers I got two phones 'Bout to get tapped like metronomes Bad to ugh Bad to the bone Wanna scar my heart must think She Capone All in my mind all in my dome Wanna take pics in my custom chrome You're so hot and cold I'm amazed So nonchalant you're unfazed In the back seat fraz like oh my days You're just like me We are the same Put trust me trust me in you ah dey craze craze craze To put your trust me you ah dey craze Lil baby she fye Lil baby she kold Lil baby she tired Put her in a zone I told her she mine Ain't letting her go She told she trust me It's probably best if you don't With a body so sexy It's not hard to impress me, hol'on Baby girl making me moan If that was a crime, arrest me, hol'on I ain't used my brain this much It feels like you tryna test me Don't even mind you stressing me You got a gangsta obsessed
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