Lyrics

It's the Barre Baby (huh?) The Barre Baby (who?) The Barre Baby (what?) The Barre Baby Now for all y'all who ain't heard of me Mr. M.O.E. the Barre baby I'm a south side living legend A third ward, bone hard street veteran It all started in 93' High school I was a fool I was only 18 With the dreams of becoming a ghetto superstar Rollin a foreign car through the streets of third ward It was hard momma saw me with a case of codeine And promethazine now I'm the codeine fiend And my team was the coldest everyday we rolled thick Niggas and hoes on dick because were screwed up click And I'm the Barre Baby The Barre Baby The M.O.E. from the S.U.C Barre Baby The Barre Baby Now I got the whole world sippin drank with me Now the introduction has been made Time to get paid, time to get laid Time to ball and parlay Time to smoke hay Time for sace' shades Make the trunk wave Time to get sprayed This is for my niggas in the cage, living in a rage See mo-yo done turned the page Put down the gauge, its me my mic and my stage From the cradle to the grave See I keep a bald fade So clean and on codeine and lemonade I gotta stay paid cause I'm the Barre Baby The Barre Baby The M.O.E. from the S.U.C Barre Baby The Barre Baby Now I got the whole wide world sippin drank with me
Writer(s): Writer Unknown, Ronnie Spencer, Ronetta Spencer, Kenneth Moore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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