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timeless - babys world lyrics

[intro]
(von classic)

[verse 1: babys world]
feelin’ like ox, got me layin’ on the floor with a chop
i was chillin’ in the kitchen, all i heard was a knock
n*ggas sittin’ on them bricks, i was servin’ the blocks
n*ggas snitchin’ with permission, they done turned into cops

[verse 2: tay b]
ayy, ayy
treat you like them marble floors, boy, and i’ll get you mopped
stop always askin’ where i’m at, you know i’m on the block
i don’t pop no f*ckin’ pills, boy, but i’ll get you popped
askin’ what’s on my feet, them the shoes with the locks

[verse 3: babys world]
b*tch, i’m swervin’ for a purpose ’bout to burn me an opp
closed curtain, short service, n*ggas sayin’ i’m hot
a n*gga really runnin’ circles ’round this yay in the spot
these n*ggas silly, droppin’ purple, actin’ g*y with a pop

[verse 4: tay b]
i don’t drink no f*ckin’ lean, but today, i’m off a three
you probably think she a f*ckin’ queen, but shе with me
she say that i’m a blessing, yеah, i make b*tches sneeze
she say you a stressing, yeah, you make b*tches leave
we not switchin’ up the bag, n*gga, consistency
you be switchin’ p’s, y’all lame n*ggas switchin’ teams
got a bald*head fiend, call that n*gga mr. clean
he come twice a week and he spend like eight g’s
[verse 5: babys world]
twelve pints in one week, i done touched eleven fees
young n*gga stay with money, droppin’ hundreds when i sneeze
say somethin’, lil’ n*gga, eight hundred for these jeans
break one? stop frontin’, come and get the whole p
took loads to the v, you was bold in the street
put mold on your freak, touch souls on the beat
played roles like i’m meech, stay strong, i’m a beast
dead wrong, i should preach

[verse 6: tay b]
she give me head while i’m sleep, n*gga
f*ck that, you ain’t f*ckin’ with my bad day
pull that chopper out and send a n*gga on a fast break
dump on you p*ssy*ass n*ggas like an ashtray
you gon’ let that b*tch go and trap you like you ashtray

[verse 7: babys world]
caught up in my way, you just walkin’ down my pathway
brung up like i’m paid, i’m just talkin’ in a bad way
bossin’ like dwayne, i’m just ballin’ at a fast rate
poppin’ that champagne, i’m exhausted on a bad day

[refrain: babys world & tay b]
ayy, spent thirty on my wrist (look at it, n*gga)
drop thirty in the b*tch (got a cook habit)
pops forty and he rich (been had it)
pop shorty, now he sick (uh, uh)
spent thirty on my wrist (look at it, n*gga)
drop thirty in the b*tch (got a cook habit)
pops forty and he rich (been had it)
pop shorty, now he sick (uh, uh)
[outro]
(von classic)

- babys world lyrics

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