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mariah carey always be my baby freestyle - ralfy the plug lyrics

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[intro]
(thank you fizzle)
(smoov, what’s good, baby?)

[chorus]
for the record, i’m a coach, now what you finna bring to the table?
i’m the truth, b*tch, i’m on demon time, i’m no angel
if you ain’t give me money, don’t call me your baby
good perky meat’ll drive a b*tch crazy
for the record, i’m a coach, now what you finna bring to the table?
i’m the truth, b*tch, i’m on demon time, i’m no angel
if you ain’t give me money, don’t call me your baby
good perky meat’ll drive a b*tch crazy

[verse 1]
how i’m ballin’, i’m dunkin’ on n*ggas like tracy mcgrady
exotic bulldog comfortable with doin’ b*tches shady
b*tches’ head f*cked up tryna wonder who raised me
addicted to hustlin’ daily, i got adhd
interested in the king, b*tch? then pay the fee
i’m a hot boy, my flow ten thousand degrees
drakeo was the only n*gga that was talented as me
hit the beat with a low blow before i pound it to sleep
my neck hurt, a light fifteen thousand apiece
the only b*tch can call me baby is the one countin’ on me
stop makin’ my head hurt, i like poundin’ cheeks
i’m hoppin’ on these beats like two thousand reasons
la rap scene dry as h*ll, n0body can compete with me
stop playin’, smoov and fizzle remakin’ mariah carey beats
please stop wolfin’ on my comments, you not scarin’ me
you know what we do at the round table, we sharin’ beef
[chorus]
for the record, i’m a coach, now what you finna bring to the table?
i’m the truth, b*tch, i’m on demon time, i’m no angel
if you ain’t give me money, don’t call me your baby
good perky meat’ll drive a b*tch crazy
for the record, i’m a coach, now what you finna bring to the table?
i’m the truth, b*tch, i’m on demon time, i’m no angel
if you ain’t give me money, don’t call me your baby
good perky meat’ll drive a b*tch crazy

[verse 2]
if you ain’t gettin’ money, don’t call me your baby
let’s get the record straight, i like money, so pay me
yeah, that head cool and all that, but where’s the franklins?
every time you see the plug, my neck stay janglin’
money rippin’ ’cause i keep smashin’ loafs in my pocket
b*tches be actin’ like my flow sometimes out of pocket
i’m finna change my name from the plug to the socket
to know what i meant, you don’t take a rocket scientist
where’s all this pressure these n*ggas sayin’ they applyin’?
them n*ggas so much pressure, why they ain’t got no new guidance?
and the rules of hyenas nothin’ to tigers and lions
to beef with the stincs, they gotta form an alliance
every other court date, the plug had a n*gga eye split
don’t worry ’bout the plug, i’m good, money my side b*tch
i’ve been gettin’ dough since aiming on sidekicks
i can tell the b*tch broke ’cause all she do is write lyrics
[chorus]
for the record, i’m a coach, now what you finna bring to the table?
i’m the truth, b*tch, i’m on demon time, i’m no angel
if you ain’t give me money, don’t call me your baby
good perky meat’ll drive a b*tch crazy
for the record, i’m a coach, now what you finna bring to the table?
i’m the truth, b*tch, i’m on demon time, i’m no angel
if you ain’t give me money, don’t call me your baby
good perky meat’ll drive a b*tch crazy

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