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baby - lil nigga lyrics

[intro: future]
wheezy outta here
lil’ n*gga is the best rapper

[chorus: lil n*gga]

baby havin’ s*x like she f*ckin’ (f*ckin’)
baby f*ckin so good i’m lovin’ (lovin’)
baby have my babies i’m havin’ (havin’)

[verse 1: lil’ n*gga]
yeah, rest in peace to bankroll, show ’em how to do it
baby goin’ crazy, he been gettin’ straight to it
i done caught so many flights i end up f*ckin’ all the stewardesses
catch me in atlanta, no security with my jewelry
found i was rich, my baby mama talkin’ suin’ me
‘nother b*tch tellin’ lies on the p*ssy like she screwin’ me
catch him down bad, that’s his ass, n*gga, you or me
si diamonds on the chain, he ain’t foolin’ me
we was skippin’ school on the train, duckin’ truancy
my main partner turned into a rat, he talkin’ ’bout robbin’ me
i pray the judge give that boy a bond so i can pop him
we was in the hood, sellin’ bags, shootin’ choppers
f*cked around and tried to go and lease a helicopter
baby really a problem, somebody gotta stop him
and the haters watchin’ too hard, i think they got binoculars
every n*gga with me on go, it ain’t no stoppin’ us
n*ggas actin’ like they got the bag, i’m tryna stop it up
do this for the bros down the road, gotta lock it up
all you gotta do is say it’s smoke, then we’re poppin’ up
baby got the streets on hold, he ain’t drop yet
i’ve been goin’ hard, it’s gon’ be hard for you to top that
i make it look easy, but this sh*t really a process
i’m really a millionaire, still in the projects
[chorus: lil n*gga]

baby havin’ s*x like she f*ckin’ (f*ckin’)
baby f*ckin so good i’m lovin’ (lovin’)
baby have my babies i’m havin’ (havin’)

[verse 2: lil’ n*gga]
huh? baby prolly still got them ‘bows
i tell my b*tch i’m faithful, but i still got the hoes
baby gettin’ jiggy, on stage with the glizzy
baby ceo, he shake the game like he diddy
you would think it’s mardi gras, i got these b*tches showin’ titties
and i ain’t throwin’ beads, i pull them b*tches’ weaves
i’m stallin’ b*tches out, if i’m a dog, then she a flea
and when i f*ck her doggystyle the only time i’m on my knee
i barely wanna hit her, got her beggin’, “baby, please”
i tell a b*tch to shut up, you ’bout to f*ck my nut up
the label’s ceo keep beggin’ me to keep the gun up
they know, you play with baby, baby beat him, cut up
private plane, wi*fi, on the facetime with johnny
i told him ice my wrist up, i like to hold my fist up
how that boy dababy in the air not gettin’ his d*ck sucked?
why he keep the fire and throw them fours in every picture?
’cause n*gga…

[chorus: lil n*gga]
baby havin’ s*x like she f*ckin’ (f*ckin’)
baby f*ckin so good i’m lovin’ (lovin’)
baby have my babies i’m havin’ (havin’)

[verse 3: lil’ n*gga]
huh…
my baby momma f*ckin’ me so hard she lovin’
b*tches got no d*ck b*tches got fishy p*ssy don’t f*ck’em
baby n*gga cryin to wife like muhf*cker’ (muhf*cker’)
(n*gga)
all the opps doin’ ayanna
(look)
i took my baby from his momma the b*tch was mad asf (mad asf)
ran through’em (run)
f*ckin him (muhf*cker)
all these n*ggas still f*ckin wit there baby momma huh huh huh huh
(opp)
i never f*ck with’em (f*ck with’em)
my b*tch told me once she will never like romare
turns out my b*tch like romare
a n*gga will get beat (beat)
the b*tch will not eat (eat)
she will never get feed (feed) (brrrt)
n*ggas are not badest in city
imma philadelphia who from the north
when the b*tches see me they see me sounding
like a dog (rrrr)
[chorus: lil n*gga]

baby havin’ s*x like she f*ckin’ (f*ckin’)
baby f*ckin so good i’m lovin’ (lovin’)
baby have my babies i’m havin’ (havin’)

[otrro: future]
wheezy outta here
lil’ n*gga is the best rapper

- lil nigga lyrics

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