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yea come on - dababy lyrics

[intro]
(sil on the beat too)

[chorus]
what you with? (huh?)
project baby, nappy*headed, charismatic, ghetto, n*ggady
b*tches think i’m fine, i got a couple of my sh*t with ’em
these n*ggas would’ve been handled they business if i was scared of n*ggas
i hit ’em up with that fire in front of y’all, y’all gon’ go tell it with ’em
[verse 1]
ain’t too many gon’ f*ck with the sh*t
that a n*gga could say when he back it up (okay)
shorty, she gangster as ever
she gave me that p*ssy and dapped me up (yeah)
god forbid one of these n*ggas
come run up on me and i’m actin’ up, n*gga
find you a hustle, get money
get back on your feet and stack it up (yeah)
i hear the sh*t that they play
and think better than me and it’s wack as f*ck (come on)
she like my shirt
i said it’s alexander mcqueen and i had it tucked (thank you)
like a gentleman
i told her “thank you”, ’cause, b*tch, i’m a gentleman (uh*huh)
n*ggas want my soul, many men, uh
they gon’ get rolled, cinnamon, yeah
ice cube, mike epps, evil man dead
since a lil’ n*gga, i was ’bout benjamins
and you wouldn’t even think that i ain’t never had sh*t
i’m in the rolls royce, hoppin’ out, givin’ it, n*gga

[chorus]
yeah, uh, come on, yeah, come on, yeah, come on
come on, yeah, come on, yeah, what you with, n*gga? (huh?)
project baby, nappy*headed, charismatic, ghetto, n*ggady
b*tches think i’m fine, i got a couple of my sh*t with ’em
these n*ggas would’ve been handled they business if i was scared of n*ggas
i hit ’em up with that fire in front of y’all, y’all gon’ go tell it with ’em (uh*uh)
[verse 2]
oh, she got an aston, who cares? (who cares?)
oh, you cappin’ out, yeah, who cares?
i don’t kick it with rappers, they squares (yeah)
i’m still over here in my lil’ circle
the return of the mack, i’m a player
i make her bend over backwards, you pay her
i done won all them awards, i’m on fair
i put ’em behind my back, it’s a lay*up
sealed the deal, and with these, like a free throw
tryna duck tmz and a rico (rico)
can’t get caught by the feds over freak hoes (brr)
not the feds, and no more of these free coats (mmm*mmm)
back the benz up and pop out that b*tch
lookin’ so f*ckin’ clean, you would think it’s illegal (mmm)
took a picture with all of my kids
wearin’ the same f*ckin’ green as the motherf*ckin’ eagles (green)
where i’m from, b*tch, i’m big as the beatles (beetle)
b*tch, it’s only me
i done showed plenty n*ggas how to get exactly where i’m at
but the haters, and they hate it on e
know i got four daughters, three different baby mamas
all for my daughters in my room not sleep, n*gga
i’ma let y’all keep it p (uh), i’ma just keep that sh*t g (yeah)
i’ma just keep that sh*t kirk (uh), f*ck a handout, i’m a work (yeah)
them haters see me and it hurt (uh)
them ladies see me and they flirt, n*gga, like, yeah
[chorus]
come on, yeah, come on, yeah, what you with, n*gga? (huh?)
project baby, nappy*headed, charismatic, ghetto, n*ggady
b*tches think i’m fine, i got a couple of my sh*t with ’em
these n*ggas would’ve been handled they business if i was scared of n*ggas
i hit ’em up with that fire in front of y’all, y’all gon’ go tell it with ’em (uh*uh)

[outro]
yeah, uh, come on, yeah, come on, yeah, come on
come on, yeah, come on, yeah, yeah
that ain’t dababy, that’s my baby

- dababy lyrics

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