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lil baby - finesse2tymes lyrics

[intro]
(xo think he all that)

[verse 1]
shoutout to jenn for holding me down
shoutout to houston i’m moving around
if you want a feature just shoot me the cash
if you got the za you can pay me in pounds
three hoes white, yellow, and brown
freak shows, when it’s up it go down
50 round on the drac n*gga, tell a fake n*gga that i’m back on the town
supreme flag on my head it’s red i’m fed, so watch how you talk when you call me
shawty was thick i thought she had a bbl, she said “baby this all me” (my bad)
i like my b*tches natural, say i’m attractive, she like when i’m talking agressive
they told me to leave my gun, i snuck in this b*tch with a .38 special
imma go out like set it off, know imma let it off
emptied the clip, then jetted off
drop the work in the pot, if it don’t come back then f*ck it, you got to sell it soft
it ain’t about gettin money, it’s about what you do with it
i took my advance check, bought some za’s, it’s finna touch down in a few minutes
[chorus 2x]
don’t call my phone ‘less i’m in yo city you know how we get it lil baby
these n*ggas a k!ll something bout some p*ssy, don’t get in your feelings lil baby (don’t do that)
i just might nod off gettin head, you know i be full of that wockhardt, you know i be full of that za (za za)
titties on the stick like a bra (2 times)

[verse 2]
how i’m talking they know i’m from memphis (eastside)
how i’m pimping they know i’m from memphis (church)
louis bag with the keltec in it, before i die i’ll go do me a sentence (got me f*cked up)
go to johnny get my jewelry polished
get the interest and stack up the profit (run it up)
want a show? tellem send the deposit
lock it in, they know i’m a rocket (its up)
i ain’t goin, they know imma pop it
anywhere, anyone, anytime, any day (in any way)
you trying to love her, but i’m trying to break her, and put that lil b*tch on the interstate (let me get that)
keep it real with myself before anything, i can’t lie to the people to come up
i’m fit, nah federal uncut (raw), f*ck the feds, i still keep 1 up
people talking to much got eliminated, i told you don’t speak on what you saw (shhhhh)
no matter how much money lil mama give me, i ain’t runnin in her raw (never)
these n*ggas just screaming pimpin (they simping), i’m really meaning pimping (we different)
f*cking this hoe from the back, one foot on the bed, i’m leaning in it

[chorus 2x]
don’t call my phone ‘less i’m in yo city you know how we get it lil baby
these n*ggas a k!ll something bout some p*ssy, don’t get in your feelings lil baby
i just might nod off gettin head, you know i be full of that wockhardt, you know i be full of that za
titties on the stick like a bra

- finesse2tymes lyrics

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