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tuckin my baby boy in - ceo trayle lyrics

tuckin my baby boy in lyrics
(yeah) i was tucking my baby boy in, got a call, its a play for some m’s. i was asking where everybody was? now they making they way to the gym. we was coming in murders and sh*t, i ain’t stunting no rap tryna pick up a brick, all these b*tches they making me sick, you can’t leave the house less’ you walk with a stick. we say slatt but we talk like a skitt, i don’t bite imma bark imma pit, now these b*tches they all on my d*ck. check the stats, this as raw as it gets. tryna see bout which door imma kick, pop a pill up the score we the sh*t, im the boss so im holding my d*ck, i got here by myself they wasn’t giving me sh*t. ayy what you wanted some fame or some money? cain car so big and its running, he drank that lean til’ he sick to his stomach, you want this sh*t? load the clips and we coming. barrel i hang with, i walked in she hugged me, that mean when im not in the room they discuss me. a n*gga dont work and i treat him like custy, all these n*ggas yell plus me, trust me. im dranking wockhardt she say its disgusting, my son put his hands in my face when im cussing, you would have a safe if you was saving something, and i stay away from these n*ggas they zusty. i dont need no security or glock so dont touch me, the big boss gone come when he come, so dont touch me. i kicked in the backdoor now b*tches be blushing, she gave me the p*ssy but she never trust me, she gave me her heart becuase she never left me, im big c4 can’t no lil n*gga over*step me, forgive me im sinning but god still bless me. 7 wounds ever since then guess my luck number 7, the n*ggas that i had grew up with im rich, and some broke and some telling. i never had f*cked on a b*tch that was white, cause i love melanin. we was like thomas and see outer belly, got blocked by my idol like betty. you know that sh*t was upsetting, tryna make this hard, change the settings. now you gon see my name in the credits, and i still dont eat no b*tch spaghetti, and i was driving in car like andreadus, they know c4 he a star they regret it, and i just go off the top and he edit, b*tch im a b*tterfly know i done shedded, b*tch im a snake when i slither it’s deadly, tryan get money like ed, edd, and eddy. they say that my son gone be just like his daddy, so i make sure im rich, and succesful, and having(yeah) yeah) i was tucking my baby boy in, got a call, its a play for some m’s. i was asking where everybody was? now they making they way to the gym. we was coming in murders and sh*t, i ain’t stunting no rap tryna pick up a brick, all these b*tches they making me sick, you can’t leave the house less’ you walk with a stick. i was tucking my baby boy in, i was asking where every body was

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