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Babyfxce E
Babyfxce E
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Babyfxce E
Babyfxce E
Songwriter
Efrem Blackwell
Efrem Blackwell
Songwriter

Letra

Aye do it again what that nigga say Aye turn me the fuck up, Yeah Yeah nigga Aye here go put all this in the striker and pull that bitch up Niggas think I'm sweet or something like I won't come drop a hundred on they ass Send the location we finna pull up right now Like right now, Yeah What the fuck yall niggas scared or sum If they send the location then we pulling up We pulling the fuck up nigga Alright If they send the lo then we pulling up Ain't nobody outside because we put em up We put all our guns together it's like twenty something She suck dick and she loyal I think she wonder woman My young bitch never seen no pape I let her hold my money Catch him out and press his ass like he owe me something He think he's tough because he's riding with that blower on him Everybody got a gun nigga you gotta show me something If we pull up on your block is getting flicked on Skimask in my mama car her shit fishbowl Sneaking bitches in the crib I told em tiptoe This big drac a put you on your ass just like the big show Y'all Niggas weird man yall really still shooting up houses Man just catch him out in traffic or a family outing And if I ain't on the road then I'm out here robing Nigga drop your lo and I'ma show you that I'm really bout it Show you that I'm really bout it nigga y'all can't fuck with us My Chop doing the touching ain't nobody out here touching us If you pull up in that little scat pack then we go fuck it up Everybody got a drum in they shit so it's a hundred plus Just bought another striker from the D I'm Finna slide on em He think I'm throwing hands in the party I got my fire on me Upped the forty on his ass cause a nigga tried to get loud with me And if I ain't got my forty then you know I got my nine on me Nigga it ain't shit to talk about We let the chops do all of the talking it ain't no talking out Don't even have to go in to the party we catch him walking out The nigga tried to run like this track and then we hawked him down I'm talking about the trackhawk You little niggas just act soft You let him off the hook if that was me I would've fapped dog My nigga T tripping out OT getting Jack's off Man I known you ass since a little kid so don't act raw She shaking ass her friends hyping her up she catching every beat If them niggas in a group I got a switch I'm catching every B If I fuck her don't be mad that just let you know she for the streets I'm laid up my nigga just call me like a I just caught a B Everybody going west we fucking up the East Aye I know you tried your best you just can't fuck with me Since he really acting tough then put him on a T Stop asking for a verse cause nigga I ain't doing shit for free It's with a x nigga Fxce
Writer(s): Efrem Blackwell, Edrice Poole Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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