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Baby Jo
Baby Jo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joel Sullivan
Joel Sullivan
Songwriter

歌詞

And we finna turn the fuck up, yah
And these **** ain't shit mane it's 'My Year' (la da da)
Let's Roll
I could have my lil **** deal with ya
Running up the bands I'm a real ****
Every time you riding keep the steel with ya
Or imma have them demons come and deal with ya
Shawty swallow dick like a dill pickle
Aint nobody really in the field with ya
Aint nobody really down to kill with ya
My dawg keep that tommy no Hilfiger
In the Mulsanne finna change lanes
Aint nobody fucking with the gang gang
And she aint wanna fuck back then
But I'm up now, and shawty wanna give a lil brain brain
Young **** thuggin tryna maintain
Choppa gotta kick yeah it bang bang
Luh mama so thick make it Rain Rain
Rain Rain
Rain Rain
She calling my phone hear the rang rang (Hello?)
Hi, my names Jo and I ball like Lamelo
Bitch stop calling me you are not special
Ass real fat and move like Jello
Smoking good gas got my foot on the pedal
**** wanna play get popped like kettle
(pop)
Shawty keep watching she like how i do
Smoking on kush sent me straight to the moon
Neck real cold got me feeling like the flu
She wanna sucky, she blow like a flute
Play with that pussy like da da da da da
Bitch close yo hand shawty you cant get nada
Gucci my Louis and Fendi my Prada
I aint no chef you can't fuck with my partner
Please do not tell me you love then lie to me
Whole gang be stepping like we in the lottery
Long Live to Lucy I know that she proud of me
That gas you smoking, I swear it aint loud to me
These bitches told me they love me and lied to me
I paint the picture I feel like im pottery
I fucked your friend and I swear I aint sorry
I'm sorry that I don't feel sorry
We don't gotta talk take yo skirt off like 'rari (skrrt)
And that pussy 'wet' so I'm calling it Carti
And she call me daddy, but I'm not the daddy
I'll knock that boy off the map like it's 'Sorry'
She said she searching for love like 'Safari'
She want my kid like I'm 'Cudi'
Bitch why you talking to me let me play in that putty
I dont sip lean my brother on muddy
I don't do strings shawty we is just fucking
I feel like King cuz I'm having these dreams
But it's not about teaming it's all about money
She get on that dick she gone bounce like a bunny
Drop D from the back man i feel like I'm 'Sunny'
Yah, yah
I could have my lil **** deal with ya
Running up the bands I'm a real ****
Every time you riding keep the steel with ya
Or imma have them demons come and deal with ya
Shawty swallow dick like a dill pickle
Ain't nobody really in the field with ya
Ain't nobody really down to kill with ya
My dawg keep that tommy no Hilfiger
In a Mulsanne finna change lanes
Ain't nobody fucking with the gang gang
And she aint wanna fuck back then
But I'm up now, and shawty wanna give a lil brain brain
Young **** thugging tryna maintain
Choppa gotta kick yeah it bang bang
Luh mama so thick make it Rain Rain
Rain Rain
Rain Rain
Written by: Joel Sullivan
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