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mars - raqbaby lyrics

[verse]
kari said this sh*t ass, huh
ridin’ with them big*ass dracs in the car, it make a f*ck n*gga back up
what i look like fightin’ over a b*tch? i already f*ckin’ had her
ho sittin’ on my d*ck right now, kinda mad that i had passed on her
know we gotta fast forward, we ain’t tryna move backwards
know d*mn well this car ain’t mine, we tryna play smash and grabber
dare one of these f*ck n*ggas to play with me, yeah, i’ll take off the rapper
don’t know who you was f*ckin’ on last week, i can’t take off the wrapper
yellow b*tch, my mama raised me
i ain’t goin’ for sh*t, say rb kinda crazy
she want a regular crib, when she was young, she had a baby
every time i hit the stage, let my fans know i’m my mama’s baby
uh, i just wanna hit that p*ssy, baby, i don’t care what you doin’
tryna put it like she don’t f*ck with other n*ggas, lil’ b*tch, i must be stupid
came through tweakin’ on the block, no mask, we don’t give a f*ck, n*gga, we ruthless
he steady pillow talkin’ to these freak*ass hoes, she still gon’ give me that coochie, uh
me and my bro pull a murder one, still ain’t no changin’ up
survival of the fittest, back against the wall, this sh*t gets hard tryna bang with us
even if i ain’t have it all, you can still call, that’s the same with us
man come around when it’s time for the ball, but ain’t wanna go through no pain with us
get out the way, huh, huh, gotta make room for them smackers
lil’ bro in the backseat workin’ the drac’, gotta know he a real packer
throwin’ b fit on the ‘gram, talkin’ ’bout he gon’ k!ll me, i swear that these n*ggas be capper
in the box full ho, we strikin’, i’m workin’ a fully, i’m out tryna catch me a factor
four*nick for the wrestle
it’s sad he grew up without no dad, but f*ck that boy, we smack him
he tried to get back to his boy, his b*tch ass shoulda been faster
hop out, leave a n*gga on his porch and get some p*ssy after
and act like it never happened
poor life of a savage
see me livin’ lavish, but i’m lyin’ if i tell you i’m happy
go through a lot of sh*t, some days, i just don’t feel like spazzin’
i’m a better man, 12 keep tryna search me every time i go on action
got locked up, get out, i’m goin’ hard
your b*tch, yeah, she goin’, goin’
your sh*t slow, ridin’ foreign, foreign
kick the b*tch out, nah if she ain’t suckin’ my d*ck, oh, she’s too borin’, borin’
i don’t give a f*ck what i say on this b*tch no more, i just been flowin’, flowin’
touch one of mines, i ain’t gettin’ no get back? f*ck boy, i ain’t goin’, goin’
touch one of mines, i ain’t gettin’ no get back? f*ck boy, i ain’t goin’, goin’

- raqbaby lyrics

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