1of1 lyrics - DaBaby
Hook me up, 4
Baby Jesus
Baby Jesus
They don't make 'em like me no more
They don't make 'em like me no more
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You not really living if you make decisions off of other people opinion (Not really livin')
I'd rather be different, don't care what they think about me, that ain't none of my business (That ain't none of my business)
They don't make 'em like me no more, they don't make 'em like me no more (They don't make 'em)
They don't make 'em like me no more, they don't make 'em like me no more (They don't make 'em)
I knew from the beginning you wasn't my nigga, you do too much for some attention (I knew from the beginning)
I can't fuck with these niggas, I can't let 'em trick me, sorry I am no longer friendly (I am no longer friendly)
They don't make 'em like me no more, they don't make 'em like me no more (They don't make 'em)
They don't make 'em like me no more, they don't make 'em like me no more (They don't make 'em)
I regret to inform you that I am not normal, sorry, they no longer make 'em like me
I just received a text from my bitch from the west, she said later on she gon' come suck me to sleep
It's a hell of a difference between me and these other niggas, my presence will light up a room
It's almost like magic, but I'm no magician, my music non-fiction, my words are the truth
These niggas be lyin', but that there ain't none of my business
Creating an image that don't even fit 'em
Expressing they feelings in effort to gain some attention
These niggas remind me of bitches
And God is my witness, they exaggeratin'
They imagination is not like the life that they livin'
My worst fear, deep illustrations of my life, it all seem so basic
They stole my appearance (Woo)
My wordplay a barbarage these niggas can't fathom
I just started rappin', I'm rippin' up tracks
Got my foot on the gas and I'm not lookin' back
I'm dropping my nuts on these niggas, I'm applying pressure
Your thoughts are irrelevant, fuck what you telling me
Not playing catch-up, I'm two steps ahead of 'em
Fuck is a soldier compared to a veteran?
You not really living if you make decisions off of other people opinion (Not really livin')
I'd rather be different, don't care what they think about me, that ain't none of my business (That ain't none of my business)
They don't make 'em like me no more, they don't make 'em like me no more (They don't make 'em)
They don't make 'em like me no more, they don't make 'em like me no more (They don't make 'em)
I knew from the beginning you wasn't my nigga, you do too much for some attention (I knew from the beginning)
I can't fuck with these niggas, I can't let 'em trick me, sorry I am no longer friendly (I am no longer friendly)
They don't make 'em like me no more, they don't make 'em like me no more (They don't make 'em)
They don't make 'em like me no more, they don't make 'em like me no more (They don't make 'em)
I had to slow down on the second verse, my vocab might be too exquisite
For most of these basic ass niggas to listen, they don't understand it, they won't pay attention
The same conversation held with different women (Keep it pimpin'), give the best advice that I can give 'em (Keep it pimpin')
I tried to tell 'em I was different but most of them hoes ain't understand the difference
One of a kind, you'll find a nigga like John, let me meet him (I wanna meet him)
I tell my bitches all of the time that I'm not a cheater (I'm not a cheater)
And they believe me, got 'em calling me Baby Jesus (Baby Jesus)
That lil' nigga that sold the Impala and bought the Beamer (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
And that beamer got a whole lotta hoes on it (Them hoes)
I set the trend I was the first one with the gold on it
And them niggas lyin' if they tell you otherwise
I'm one of one, not like them other guys
Pay too much attention to niggas opinion
Discussing they business, what the fuck kind of life you livin'?
You not really living if you make decisions off of other people opinion (Not really livin')
I'd rather be different, don't care what they think about me, that ain't none of my business (That ain't none of my business)
They don't make 'em like me no more, they don't make 'em like me no more (They don't make 'em)
They don't make 'em like me no more, they don't make 'em like me no more (They don't make 'em)
I knew from the beginning you wasn't my nigga, you do too much for some attention (I knew from the beginning)
I can't fuck with these niggas, I can't let 'em trick me, sorry I am no longer friendly (I am no longer friendly)
They don't make 'em like me no more, they don't make 'em like me no more (They don't make 'em)
They don't make 'em like me no more, they don't make 'em like me no more (They don't make 'em)
You not really living if you make decisions off of other people opinion
I'd rather be different, don't care what they think about me, that ain't none of my business
They don't make 'em like me no more, they don't make 'em like me no more
They don't make 'em like me no more, they don't make 'em like me no more
I knew from the beginning you wasn't my nigga, you do too much for some attention
I can't fuck with these niggas, I can't let 'em trick me, sorry I am no longer friendly
They don't make 'em like me no more, they don't make 'em like me no more
They don't make 'em like me no more, they don't make 'em like me no more
Baby Jesus lyrics - DaBaby
Yeah
I was talking to God, thanking him for everything he done did for me, thanking him for everything he done gave me
I asked him why I'm so special
He told me I'm the chosen one
Bitch, I think I'm Baby Jesus (Baby Jesus)
Yeah, but you can call me what you call me (Fuck what they call me)
Yeah, bitch, I think I'm Baby Jesus (Baby Jesus)
Yeah, I'm breaking bread, bitch, I'm balling (Bitch, I'm balling, nigga)
Yeah, bitch, I think I'm Baby Jesus (Baby Jesus)
Ooh, I got water dripping off me (I got water dripping off me)
Yeah, bitch, I think I'm Baby Jesus (Baby Jesus)
Ooh, it feel like I can walk on water (It feel like I walk on water)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch, I think I'm Baby Jesus
When I pull up in that Beamer (Skrrt)
I got that.45 on my seat (Bah), I'm smoking California reefer
I'm screaming out "Fuck the police" (Fuck 'em)
I'm smashing out soon as I see 'em (Skrrt)
These niggas got nothing on me (Nah)
They make believe, I make believers (Haha)
These bitches treat me like a God (God)
I fuck them hoes two at a time (At a time)
I only put facts in my rhymes (In my rhymes)
I put that on God, I ain't lyin' (On God)
These niggas must thought I was playin' (Must thought I as playin')
Until that boy brought out them bands ('Til that boy brought out them bands)
My nigga, they crossed me again (Damn)
Feel like I lost all of my friends (Fuck 'em)
I can't even hide it no more (Damn)
It ain't no secret, I'm the truth (I'm the truth)
These niggas don't play with lil' John (Play)
And the day that they play, I'ma shoot (Bah)
These bitches, they know that you lyin' (They know that you lyin')
We see you out all of the time (See you out all of that time)
Where that foreign car that you drive? (Where it's at?)
Niggas playing tricks on your mind
Bitch, I think I'm Baby Jesus (Baby Jesus)
Yeah, but you can call me what you call me (Fuck what they call me)
Yeah, bitch, I think I'm Baby Jesus (Baby Jesus)
Yeah, I'm breaking bread, bitch, I'm balling (Bitch, I'm balling, nigga)
Yeah, bitch, I think I'm Baby Jesus (Baby Jesus)
Ooh, I got water dripping off me (I got water dripping off me)
Yeah, bitch, I think I'm Baby Jesus (Baby Jesus)
Ooh, it feel like I can walk on water (It feel like I walk on water)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch, I think I'm Baby Jesus
And it ain't shit you can tell me (Tell me)
I came up out here on my own (On my own)
I didn't need no one to help me (Nah)
Them plates keep on calling my phone (My phone)
'Cause they know Baby Jesus gon' bless 'em (Bless 'em)
A couple niggas want my dome (My dome)
'Cause that boy Baby Jesus finessed 'em
These bitches tell me I'm conceited (Conceited)
'Cause I call myself Baby Jesus (Baby Jesus)
But it compliment my demeanor (My demeanor)
All throughout the day, switching my sneakers
Like a king, I'ma die on this gold (Ice, ice, ice)
When you making niggas, they wanna kill ya
Seen it coming a long time ago
Before I had it, I knew I was that nigga
Back in the day before I had the clothes (Before I had the clothes)
Talkin' way before I had the hoes (Before I had the hoes)
Now these niggas they actin' surprised (Why?)
I can see jealousy in they eyes (Why?)
They tell me I'm out of my mind (Why?)
'Cause I told 'em stop calling me John (Woo)
God told me I'm here for the reason
And he gave me the name Baby Jesus
Bitch, I think I'm Baby Jesus (Baby Jesus)
Yeah, but you can call me what you call me (Fuck what they call me)
Yeah, bitch, I think I'm Baby Jesus (Baby Jesus)
Yeah, I'm breaking bread, bitch, I'm balling (Bitch, I'm balling, nigga)
Yeah, bitch, I think I'm Baby Jesus (Baby Jesus)
Ooh, I got water dripping off me (I got water dripping off me)
Yeah, bitch, I think I'm Baby Jesus (Baby Jesus)
Ooh, it feel like I can walk on water (It feel like I walk on water)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Can't Handle Her lyrics - DaBaby
Hook me up, 4
Ooh, girl you got a goddamn
Oh, goddamn, hold on
Oh shit, oh
Ooh, you gon' fuck around get me in trouble
Ooh, I'ma fuck around tell her I love her
Ooh, she know how to talk to me, know how to touch me
Only reason I ain't fell in love with her, I'm so in love with the money
She think that she know what to do to me
She say that she know what to do to me
She swear that she know what to do to me
You couldn't handle her, nigga, if you was me
She think that she know what to do to me
She say that she know what to do to me
She swear that she know what to do to me
You couldn't handle her, nigga, if you was me
Woo, can't even lie, Baby the truth
Look at the way that she standin'
Watch how she pose for the camera
Check out the way that she dancin'
A lot of these hoes, they can't stand her
She got me watchin', I can't even stop it
I'm falling in love with the way that she pop it
She told me sit back while she eat up that chocolate
What you tryna do to me?
Bring up them hoes, she gon' say switch the topic
"What that gotta do with me?"
You gotta chill, girl, that head is amazin'
She told me, "Shut up, take that head like a gangsta"
That head made me jump out the bed, I can't take it
I had to embrace it, lil' mama my favorite
I'ma fuck around, tell her I love her
Let me get back on my pimpin'
Got me braggin' 'bout her to my brothers
Boy, this shit here got me trippin'
She think that she know what to do to me
She say that she know what to do to me
She swear that she know what to do to me
You couldn't handle her, nigga, if you was me
She think that she know what to do to me
She say that she know what to do to me
She swear that she know what to do to me
You couldn't handle her, nigga, if you was me
She think that she know what to do to me
She say that she know what to do to me
She swear that she know what to do to me
You couldn't handle her, nigga, if you was me
Promise you you couldn't handle her
It'll fuck up your head, it'll make you go crazy
Eating her pussy, treat you like a rookie
Falling in love, tryna give her a baby
When it come to that head, she the greatest
That shit ridiculous, ain't no competition
As soon as she see me, she say, "Let me taste it"
I don't know how to respond
All of my bitches, they know I got bitches
And all of 'em know how I kick it
Don't even open your mouth with no gossip
When you around me, don't bring up other niggas, uh
That ain't the way I was raised, come let me introduce you to this pimpin'
I can't admit it, I'm stuck in my ways
I know the game and I won't be a victim
I learned this shit from my uncle
I learned this shit from my brother
She gon' make me break the code
Fuck around, get me in trouble
Ooh, you gon' fuck around get me in trouble
Ooh, I'ma fuck around tell her I love her
Ooh, she know how to talk to me, know how to touch me
Only reason I ain't fell in love with her, I'm so in love with the money
She think that she know what to do to me
She say that she know what to do to me
She swear that she know what to do to me
You couldn't handle her, nigga, if you was me
She think that she know what to do to me
She say that she know what to do to me
She swear that she know what to do to me
You couldn't handle her, nigga, if you was me
Dolo lyrics - DaBaby
Chapterzondabeat
I don't remember asking you a God damn thing
Hook me up, 4
Chapterzondabeat
I don't think these niggas heard about me (You ain't heard?)
Better go ask the word about me (Ask 'em)
Been getting money, don't want 'em 'round me (I don't want 'em)
Don't even worry 'bout me (Don't worry)
All of my clips is extended (They extended)
Most of the time I be solo (I be solo)
I don't need a hunnid niggas (Fuck 'em)
I'll pull up on you dolo (Skrrt!)
I don't need nobody, I don't need nobody
I don't need nobody with me (No sir)
I don't need nobody, I don't need nobody
I don't need nobody with me (No sir)
I don't want nobody, I don't want nobody
I don't need nobody with me (Fu-Fu-Fuck them niggas)
I don't need nobody with me (Fu-Fu-Fuck them niggas)
I don't need nobody with me (Dolo, dolo)
I'm Baby Jesus, I pull up one-deep in that Beamer, like, "Who wanna see me?" (Who wanna see me?)
I find it funny, been rapping a month and niggas wanna be me (Woo!)
Boy, where they do that at? (Boy, where they do that at?)
Thought you niggas was leeches
Took my swag and I'm cool with that (That's cool)
Ain't tripping, you can keep it (Woo!)
Thank you, Baby Jesus
Thank you, shower me, I bless 'em, I always throw extra
One time for my bitches, they all treat me special
All of 'em love me, they down for whatever
They won't fuck with you 'cause you not on my level (On my level)
Lil' boy, don't play with me (Lil' boy, don't play with me)
Don't get me started, I might be retarded, I prolly got ADD (Add)
My burner stay with me (Fye)
And I'm 'bout whatever, that's all I'ma tell you
I'm great under pressure, the heart of a lion (Rrr)
That nigga can rap, but he probably lyin'
A lot of these niggas be lyin' and kickin' (Lyin' and kickin')
Talkin' 'bout shit that they not even livin' (Not even livin')
All of my music non-fiction
I speak, it's the truth, you should probably listen
You can learn something if you pay attention
Don't eat with that nigga, then fuck him
You'd be a fool if you slip up and trust him
That nigga don't fuck with you hard as you think he do
Best keep your eyes on the niggas you keep with you (Watch 'em)
Keep some iron and don't put it on safety
Hand me your gun, I'm prolly gon' take it
Front me some work, I'm not gon' pay it (Ah)
I don't think these niggas heard about me (You ain't heard?)
Better go ask the word about me (Ask 'em)
Been getting money, don't want 'em 'round me (I don't want 'em)
Don't even worry 'bout me (Don't worry)
All of my clips is extended (They extended)
Most of the time I be solo (I be solo)
I don't need a hunnid niggas (Fuck 'em)
I'll pull up on you dolo (Skrrt!)
I don't need nobody, I don't need nobody
I don't need nobody with me (No sir)
I don't need nobody, I don't need nobody
I don't need nobody with me (No sir)
I don't want nobody, I don't want nobody
I don't need nobody with me (Fu-Fu-Fuck them niggas)
I don't need nobody with me (Fu-Fu-Fuck them niggas)
I don't need nobody with me
I don't think these niggas heard about me (You ain't heard?)
Better go ask the word about me (Ask 'em)
Been getting money, don't want 'em 'round me (I don't want 'em)
Don't even worry 'bout me (Don't worry)
All of my clips is extended (They extended)
Most of the time I be solo (I be solo)
I don't need a hunnid niggas (Fuck 'em)
I'll pull up on you dolo (Skrrt!)
I don't need nobody, I don't need nobody
I don't need nobody with me (No sir)
I don't need nobody, I don't need nobody
I don't need nobody with me (No sir)
I don't want nobody, I don't want nobody
I don't need nobody with me (Fu-Fu-Fuck them niggas)
I don't need nobody with me (Fu-Fu-Fuck them niggas)
I don't need nobody with me
I Ain't Gon Sweat It lyrics - DaBaby
Hook me up, 4
Swear I done took a hunnid losses
Had to stay patient
They seen me come up from nothing
I'm wonderin' why they hatin'
But I ain't gon' sweat it, I ain't gon' sweat it
I ain't gon' sweat it, I ain't gon' sweat it
Swear I done took a hunnid losses
Had to stay patient
They seen me come up from nothing
I'm wonderin' why they hatin'
But I ain't gon' sweat it, I ain't gon' sweat it
I ain't gon' sweat it, I ain't gon' sweat it
How can I sweat it?
These niggas couldn't be me
These niggas could never be John
These niggas ain't seen what I seen
I was born up in Cleveland, we was in the projects
My mama said, "Fuck that", and we moved to Charlotte
I was on the 7, we lived in apartments
And I spinned that Mario, had me retarded
Was a black ass lil' nigga that always loved talkin'
Always had my chest out, chin up when I walk
Got a 3 story house, big enough for the family
Me and my big brothers thought it was a mansion
My uncles was homeless, my mama took pity
All of 'em smoke crack, they all from Mississippi
All they do is bet, they gon' try to finesse shit
They taught me the game, that's why I'm a finesser
Remember back in the day
High school so back to the K
Ain't have no money to shop
Stole from the mall everyday
Cool would let me wear his Js
My man Denida, he ain't have shit either
His pops in New York, he got everything cheaper
My nigga for life, one time he let me keep her
Swear I done took a hunnid losses
Had to stay patient
They seen me come up from nothing
I'm wonderin' why they hatin'
But I ain't gon' sweat it, I ain't gon' sweat it
I ain't gon' sweat it, I ain't gon' sweat it
Swear I done took a hunnid losses
Had to stay patient
They seen me come up from nothing
I'm wonderin' why they hatin'
But I ain't gon' sweat it, I ain't gon' sweat it
I ain't gon' sweat it, I ain't gon' sweat it
My name it got hot in the streets while I'm switching the feet and the paint on my car
I see my old hoes and I don't even speak, they like, "Who do you think that you are?"
The same nigga you slept on, I made that ass wake up
Always had bitches, but now that my cake
I done got picky, and fuck who don't like it
These hoes don't excite me, I need some excitement
My shoes are Versace, I'm good on the Nikes
I remember the days that I didn't have shit
Remember the days that I didn't have a whip
Now I got 2, still got my Impala
Was riding with Raider when he had the Honda
Me and McKu and I can't forget Dada
And green for a while, while I was in Costco
Spent 2 years in college, did that for my mama
Dropped out of college, did that for the family
I got the weight of the world on my shoulders
I got the weight on the boat straight from Cali
Honor the pressure, it made me a soldier
Stay out my way, you gon' make me expose ya
100%, and I don't do no folding
Fuck what you think, fuck what you know
Fuck all that talking, fuck what they told ya
Swear I done took a hunnid losses
Had to stay patient
They seen me come up from nothing
I'm wonderin' why they hatin'
But I ain't gon' sweat it, I ain't gon' sweat it
I ain't gon' sweat it, I ain't gon' sweat it
Swear I done took a hunnid losses
Had to stay patient
They seen me come up from nothing
I'm wonderin' why they hatin'
But I ain't gon' sweat it, I ain't gon' sweat it
I ain't gon' sweat it, I ain't gon' sweat it
IDGAF lyrics - DaBaby
Hook me up, 4
Molly, molly, molly
Try me, try me, try me
Baby Jesus
I don't give a fuck what you heard
That ain't have nothing to do with me
A nigga can't hurt me with words
Couldn't handle the pressure if you was me
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't really care about that talkin'
I don't even fuck with lil' niggas
I only kick it with bosses
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard, nigga, come see me
Nigga try me like a peewee, I'm 'bout to put that nigga on a T.V
Put 10 on his bitch in a foreign, his bitch a goner, now she wanna meet me (Skrrt)
Can't fuck with a bitch if she boring, bye-bye Felicia, I like 'em freaky
I walk around with that blammer, I set this bitch off but I'm not going to T him
I don't get into that talking, you 'bout to have some problems with Baby Jesus
Bitch, I'm the life of the party, I'm passing out liquor, we rolling up reefer
I done put everybody on a molly, woo, sweating like we got a fever
I don't give a fuck what you heard
That ain't have nothing to do with me
A nigga can't hurt me with words
Couldn't handle the pressure if you was me
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't really care about that talkin'
I don't even fuck with lil' niggas
I only kick it with bosses
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard
Please get that thing out my face
I ain't Rich Homie and I am not Thugger
That boy keep on talking crazy, I'ma fuck his bitch and I won't use a rubber
Don't make me fuck up your world, I'll bust a nut in your girl, fuck up your feelings
Make that lil' bitch have my children, have your ass ridin' 'round wanting to kill me
That boy Baby Jesus, he so disrespectful
He half-way retarded, you know that he special
You gon' need a ladder to get on my level
Run up on me and I'm sendin' that metal
I do this shit on the regular
Fuck who you is, Baby Jesus ain't scared of ya
I tote that Glizzy and I keep it on me
Try me, I'm shootin' that bitch like I'm Kobe
Proceed with caution if you gon' approach me
I might have to do it, I don't mean to shoot it
Don't care what they told you, fuck all the rumors
He got respect? Only on the computer
I got that neck from his bitch on a Tuesday
Every girl flexin', God said Hallelujah
My name in your mouth, that's what got your bitch choosin'
Baby
I don't give a fuck what you heard
That ain't have nothing to do with me
A nigga can't hurt me with words
Couldn't handle the pressure if you was me
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't really care about that talkin'
I don't even fuck with lil' niggas
I only kick it with bosses
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard
I don't give a fuck what you heard
Jesus III lyrics - DaBaby
[III:]
One shoebox full of mula (Jeez)
I been stacking this shit for a minute (Woo)
Y'all are going cold as a cooler (Woo)
Wanna know about me, go ask them bitches (Woo)
.40 with a 30 round clip (Grrt), now who wanna see me? (Woo)
And that foreign go skrrt, I let down the window, blowing gas like it's legal (Woo)
Put that dick on her, she holla
Bring me two million Rosé bottles
Hit they ass with that choppa, I bet they gon' hate it
Get the fuck out my section if you not a model
[DaBaby:]
I'm Baby Jesus, tell me what you know about me
I don't fuck with these niggas, they act just like bitches, I'd rather have hoes on me
Give a fuck 'bout security, nigga try me in the club I'ma bomb
And she cute and she nasty, I can't let her pass me, that bitch got a onion
You gon' get me in trouble, my ho said she gone on that Hennessey
Just met a stallion, she told me she feeling me
Say she attracted to all my energy
I don't know why all these bad bitches into me
I guess it's the flavor, I don't got no type
She ain't tryna speak and she don't wanna meet ya
She prolly conceited, yeah, that what I like
Ayy, coming onto me, baby, shout out the DJ, he got my shit spinning
And Ku, that's my nigga, if you check the score, it'll tell you we winnin'
And other niggas gotta show me something
I walk around like I'm the chosen one
Stop lying, stop lying, they know you frontin'
These niggas funny, Baby
[III:]
One shoebox full of mula (Jeez)
I been stacking this shit for a minute (Woo)
Y'all are going cold as a cooler (Woo)
Wanna know about me, go ask them bitches (Woo)
.40 with a 30 round clip (Grrt), now who wanna see me? (Woo)
And that foreign go skrrt, I let down the window, blowing gas like it's legal (Woo)
Put that dick on her, she holla
Bring me two million Rosé bottles
Hit they ass with that choppa, I bet they gon' hate it
Get the fuck out my section if you not a model
[?:]
Whole Cuban LInk, wear a kilo
You see me HD, nigga, kino
Make a movie all the time, Tarantino
Used to serve the junkies through the peephole
Turn while your bag full of eggrolls
School book bag or the bubble
Always stayed in some trouble
Came from the struggle, hustle hustle hustle
Lookin' for a come up, pour the drank, nut up
She'll flip a drink for her daddy, bitch, shut up
Cartier frames, no tint
If it don't make dollars, then it don't make sense
If you ain't gettin' money, you ain't got no cents
Real niggas only, bad bitches only
But it's only one three, see these niggas try to clone me
Redbone suck me to sleep, head crucial
I like me a young whore, I love me a cougar
Shooter stay tooted, booted, trick out a molly
My fellowship stupid, ugly, moogly
Loud-mouth, fruity
Tooted with a booty
Blonde white MILF named Regina
I ice off the wall, MJ club
Tell these niggas beat it, beat it
Yoppa undefeated
Yop, yop, yop, niggas get your ass beat for three
[III:]
One shoebox full of mula (Jeez)
I been stacking this shit for a minute (Woo)
Y'all are going cold as a cooler (Woo)
Wanna know about me, go ask them bitches (Woo)
.40 with a 30 round clip (Grrt), now who wanna see me? (Woo)
And that foreign go skrrt, I let down the window, blowing gas like it's legal (Woo)
Put that dick on her, she holla
Bring me two million Rosé bottles
Hit they ass with that choppa, I bet they gon' hate it
Get the fuck out my section if you not a model
Money Fetish lyrics - DaBaby
[Jayway Sosa:]
You already know
Hoo
Hook me up, 4
Ain't no stressing, ain't no stressing, ain't no stressing, ain't no stressing (You already know)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Hey
You already know, T.U.G
Ain't no stressing, ain't no stressing, ain't no stressing, ain't no stressing (You already know)
Ain't no more stressin', we on, ain't gotta tell you
Ain't no way I'm gon' stop it, I can't do nothin' but flex
Just look at the crowd I see the watts, but I been ready
Do better under pressure, I know you gon' hate, I ain't sweatin' it
It's like I got a money fetish (Foreign whip, I close the curtains)
It's like I got a money fetish (Like I remember I was hurtin')
It's like I got a money fetish (I might just fuck your hoe on percs)
(His whole life changed in seconds, it's gon' be worth it)
[DaBaby:]
I swear to God it's gon' be worth it
Swear to God that I ain't perfect
Put that on God, I was hurtin'
Stayed on my grind and kept servin'
I don't get tired, I kept workin'
Do this shit for my people, it's all for my family
You ain't got it in you, you won't understand me
My hood so relentless, more hungry than ever
My nuts to the floor, don't know what else to tell ya, damn
Look who cashed out on that foreign
That's Baby Jesus, they hate when that thing pull up on 'em
Threw an extra 10 bands in the motor
I drive that bitch like I don't even want it, ooh
All of my new bitches love me, all of my old bitches hate me
All of 'em exclusive, ain't none of 'em basic
Some of 'em wan' have my baby, I got these hoes goin' crazy
We should all get a rental and go to Miami
Go chill on the beach like we all a big family
We can all get along, I'll take all of y'all shopping
Check in a hotel and we all pop a molly
You kissing on her and she kissing on me
And she licking on her and it's way more than three
You're back to the city, I won't tell her a thing
I'm Baby Jesus, the fuck do you mean?
[Jayway Sosa:]
Ain't no more stressin', we on, ain't gotta tell you
Ain't no way I'm gon' stop it, I can't do nothin' but flex
Just look at the crowd I see the watts, but I been ready
Do better under pressure, I know you gon' hate, I ain't sweatin' it
It's like I got a money fetish (Foreign whip, I close the curtains)
It's like I got a money fetish (Like I remember I was hurtin')
It's like I got a money fetish (I might just fuck your hoe on percs)
(His whole life changed in seconds, it's gon' be worth it)
[?:]
That's why I'm sliding on them leather seats
One thing for certain
I'll make you play like I'm Willy Beam
Ridin' 'til it hurts
Hit that money, call it Quan out loud
It's time to work
And it wasn't even thought of leavin'
It ain't been perfect, nah
We stayed in that trap 'til we ran him up
They labelled us animals
They think that I'd make this far from nothing
Still kept on flexing, fell down I got up
Hakuna matata, your friend is a stallion
Defend to the death of it, money a product
Love [?]
Hop out that TEC, [?]
[Jayway Sosa:]
Ain't no more stressin', we on, ain't gotta tell you
Ain't no way I'm gon' stop it, I can't do nothin' but flex
Just look at the crowd I see the watts, but I been ready
Do better under pressure, I know you gon' hate, I ain't sweatin' it
It's like I got a money fetish (Foreign whip, I close the curtains)
It's like I got a money fetish (Like I remember I was hurtin')
It's like I got a money fetish (I might just fuck your hoe on percs)
(His whole life changed in seconds, it's gon' be worth it)
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