Gorilla Glue lyrics - DaBaby
Yeah yeah yeah ugh, aye
Aye man I'm back on my baby Jesus
Just got some gorilla glue it came with seeds, I'ma pop em out and act like its OG
I'ma go send them bitches back to Charlotte, got em for 1000 sell em for the three
Nigga keep blowing up my phone crying to me, tryna get me sellin for the cheap
No bitch you ain't go to receipt (ugh)
Ain't no refunds on a beat (ugh)
I got a bitch that a freak she's on my side of town so she stay up the street (ugh)
I don't like talking to broke bitches I remain silent like they the police (ugh)
My bitches know I'ma dog I'ma go fuck another bitch
I need a leash (ugh) my baby Jesus he ain't from Miami
But that nigga ballin and he got the heat (ugh)
Please don't compare me to rap niggas ain't no comparison not to unique (ugh)
Dunkin on niggas I'm buttering' shout-out to money man he did the feet (ugh)
I hit to yo dude and remixed embarrassed a rapper and shit on this beat (ugh)
Somebody I'm moving Savage and put me in beast mode now it's time to eat
Just got some gorilla glue it came with seeds, I'ma pop em out and act like its OG
I'ma go send them bitches back to Charlotte, got em for 1000 sell em for the three
Nigga keep blowing up my phone crying to me, tryna get me sellin for the cheap
No bitch you ain't go to receipt (ugh)
Ain't no refunds on a beat (ugh)
The baby
The baby
The baby
Ugh ey
And I'm back on my baby Jesus
Number 2 lyrics - DaBaby
That ain't the baby
That's my baby
Yah yah yah
Ha ha
Ei
First things first
His girlfriend says she love me I'm the truth (ugh, ugh)
I'm a dogie when I tap the hoes I hoof (yah)
They go to baby tellin' new good if (poof, hoo)
We got bitches kissin', bitches gettin' loose (huh)
In a way to ain't the beast and pussy that's a (hooh)
I'm on my tip-toes and she feel like (hooh)
I had to climb about the day she had me (ugh)
Yeah that's the forty if you play that bigger bone
And I'll be doggie all of these they [?] (poof)
Don't need no gatorade good bitch I've got to choose
Bitch I'm shit I know I smell like number two
Check out my outfit I'm freshest in the room (that ain't to say [?] see my baby) (ugh)
His girlfriend says she love me I'm the truth
I'm a dogie when I tap the hoes I hoof (yah)
They go to baby tellin' new good if (poof)
I'm boy medication in my mountain dew
Got a biz to stay Cali in the same city snoop
But the fly out to Miami found my bitch [?] blue
I fuck around and bought some sandals to the beach
I got some sand below my feet
I call the [?] freak
Good guys just stand to see they tip
Look guys they want my bitches above
She order my dick she lickin' my bob
D*ck in the fork
Shut us the words
I hate the [?] nigga pissin' his job
Pause you do not want any ex in my nigga just copy my nigga quick act
You can get flipped like a ma fuckin' match
Come and collect like some ma fuckin' tax
I'm in the store with my daughter and baby
Mama get it on [?] think that I'm lackin'
The mama baby Jesus see they can't believe
To see the solid nigga makin' me up
Webbie lyrics - DaBaby
(That ain't the baby, that's my baby)
I was just twenty-two inside the condo
Got way to hot I put the beamer up
I had the yellow seven forty-five with rims and my lil bruh had the beamer truck
My niece's get good grades I take em shopping for outfits and tell em to keep it up
Then I hit the backstreet and pick your bitch
Up and bent her over and beat her up (ugh)
Your bitch is a dog need a leash or sum (rrrr)
She Suckin' on me like a leech or sum (ugh)
I Just sent her home in a cab (get on)
I told the arab keep the meter running (yah)
I run thru hoes and get rid of em (get rid of em)
Fuck all my haters I shit on em
And he say that he want some pounds (oh yeah)
I pulled up on him with like 10 of em
My name hold weight with alot of niggas (weight)
I got so much weight I could sit on it (ah)
I turn good girls into freaks (freak)
When they give me head make em' spit on it
Fuck all my haters I shit on em
I fuck the same hoes used to shit on me (ah)
And I'll slap the shit out a lil nigga (bitch)
And I make him go get his big homie (ah)
My nigga dangerous and he need to work on his anger but that's still my nigga tho
My niggas so real that if I was a bitch then they woulda robbed me couple years ago (ah ha)
I'm Chillin' with my baby mama wit a big 40 eating a big bowl of cereal (boom)
Just got in a argument she brought me frosted flakes I thought I asked her for cheerios
I was just twenty-two inside the condo
Got way to hot I put the beamer up
I had the yellow seven forty-five with rims and my lil bruh had the beamer truck
My niece's get good grades, I take em shopping for outfits and tell em to keep it up
Then I hit the backstreet and pick your bitch
Up and bent her over and beat her up (ugh)
Back To Cali lyrics - DaBaby
They're tryin' to run off with my drip
I'm tryin' to send a couple pounds to my bitch, now
I try to play Mr. Nice Guy
But fuck my other plug, I'm hoppin' the fence
I got my weight up
I'm menace bitch, I'm doing push ups like Fifty
I got on a bandana like 2Pac
And going going back to Cali like Biggie, huh
I've got them bows for the low
Pull up and shove like a stove
Stand on his hill, that's a forty
And when that bitch up it's gonna blow
My lil bitch do my Glock and my nine
My lil bitch don't be talkin' to lames
I be like B give me a head
My bitch put her box on my name
My bitch gonna give me another
Matter fact, get two more bring my brother
And we in a house on the hill
I'm tryin' to save up get another one
We 'bout whatever you know that
The pack ain't [?] no throwback
Fuck all that talkin' for, show that
I'm in this bitch bopin' like Kodak
Check my Rolie make 'em dizzy
Bitches on me, pretty Ricky
Take your hoe and bring her with me
She suck my dick, she left a hicky
I'm bopin', sprintin' like Diddy
My feet don't touch the ground I'm floatin'
I'm the type to hurt your feelin's
Take your bitch and bust her open
They're tryin' to run off with my drip
I'm tryin' to send a couple pounds to my bitch, now
I try to play Mr. Nice Guy
But fuck my other plug, I'm hoppin' the fence
I got my weight up
I'm menace bitch, I'm doing push ups like Fifty
I got on a bandana like 2Pac
And going going back to Cali like Biggie, huh
Mr. Clean lyrics - DaBaby
What the fuck a nigga mean?
Bitches treat me like a king
You can call me Mr. Clean
I just lied to your hoe
Put on autotune and told her I can really sing
Run up on me I'ma squeeze
Packin', count the back end
Then we leave
Fuck the show money, that ain't no money
I make more money sellin' P's
Thank the Lord he blessed me with another plug
So you know I ran off on my other plug
I miss the [?]
They can get it, I'm runnin' up
My niggas be hatin', I smell it
I duckin' and dodgin' felonies
I would just pull up broad day and start blowin' at you
But I know they gonna tell on me
I left in a rental car, had about twenty on me
But came back with just money on me
I'm fucking these bitches, she just can't stop squirtin' on me
She be suckin' and slurpin' on me
Call up the DaBaby and tell 'em, stop shittin' on me
All this sauce be drippin' on me
See me in person and said it looked different on me
Saw all of my pictures, put kisses on 'em
Can't fuck with niggas 'cause niggas be switchin' on me
I always saw a bitch in homie
I'm in the mall with my daughter in flip flops
But I still got a pistol on me
I buy my [?] guy with me
But I still keep the ride with me
Two forties feel like the mob with me
Fuck what they talkin' bout - I be like
What the fuck a nigga mean?
Bitches treat me like a king
You can call me Mr. Clean
I just lied to your hoe
[?] autotune and told her I can really sing
Run up on me I'ma squeeze
Packin', count the back end
Then we leave
Fuck the show money, that ain't no money
I make more money sellin' P's
Above The Rim lyrics - DaBaby (feat. Money Man)
[DaBaby:]
Dunkin' on niggas, above the rim
My numbers be cheap, my plug out in Cali
Sent him an addy, he flew 'em in
When I hit your bitch from the back, she say daddy
I'm bending her over and choking on her
Spreading her legs and I'm stroking on her
I'm talking that shit and she talk it back
I pull out and bust it out wide open on her
I got out the house around 7:30
Smoke me a blunt and got something to eat
She told me her nigga was 9 to 5
So I come to fuck her from 12 to 3
She told me her nigga a peewee
I be on your couch, watching TV
Yo lil bitch, my name is Mimi
You threw me an ally like CP
Dunkin' on niggas, above the rim
My numbers be cheap, my plug out in Cali
Sent him an addy, he flew 'em in
When I hit your bitch from the back, she say daddy
I'm bending her over and choking on her
Spreading her legs and I'm stroking on her
I'm talking that shit and she talk it back
I pull out and bust it out wide open on her
Thought she was scared of me, thought she was amateur
She put that head on me
I'm not really famous, but bitches be sucking me like a celebrity
I know she a freak, I'm tryna, drive she told let back the seat
Had the ball in her hand with the tongue out, like Jordan 1993
Dunkin' on niggas, above the rim
My numbers be cheap, my plug out in Cali
Sent him an addy, he flew 'em in
When I hit your bitch from the back, she say daddy
I'm bending her over and choking on her
Spreading her legs and I'm stroking on her
I'm talking that shit and she talk it back
I pull out and bust it out wide open on her
[Money Man:]
I feel like Pac, I ball above the rim
My niggas shooting, and I don't need a gym
I just took fifty K I made from streaming and started to grow with all these bells and whistle
These niggas be hating, but they ain't got a nickel
I'm rocking black and white, I'm too official
My bitch, she be thick as fuck and superficial
The way she give mouth, she should've been a dentist
Got thirty piece in the car a nigga rented
These niggas be scary, I could see them shiver
Just send me the addy, the package get delivered
He tried to run off, I shot him in the liver
I fuck her like I just got up outta prison
My ticket so low, these niggas don't believe it
She stroking my dick and swallowing my semen
My chopper rip pussy niggas up to pieces
DaBaby just hit me and said he need a bale, yeah
We gon' need a bigger scale, yeah
Balling like Sebastian, Telfair
Ups it, I'ma send it in the morning
Damn I feel like Jordan
Bitch I'm always scoring
Trappin' while I'm touring
Serving out a foreign
Damn she wet as fuck
She raining and she pouring
Shout out Jay-Z, I just sold a P up at the 40/40
[DaBaby:]
Dunkin' on niggas, above the rim
My numbers be cheap, my plug out in Cali
Sent him an addy, he flew 'em in
When I hit your bitch from the back, she say daddy
I'm bending her over and choking on her
Spreading her legs and I'm stroking on her
I'm talking that shit and she talk it back
I pull out and bust it out wide open on her
Dunkin' on niggas, above the rim
My numbers be cheap, my plug out in Cali
Sent him an addy, he flew 'em in
When I hit your bitch from the back, she say daddy
I'm bending her over and choking on her
Spreading her legs and I'm stroking on her
I'm talking that shit and she talk it back
I pull out and bust it out wide open on her
Flip Phone lyrics - DaBaby
Yeah yeah yeah
I ride with two burners and a flip phone, switch the numbers I don't pay the bill
Just dropped a video, and got a mil'
I be so up they think I popped a pill
Bitches be on me asking how it feel
Supposed to get a mil when you keep it real
I like to hop in the whip with ya bitch on the highway and get some head behind the wheel
I just be blessing niggas with the sauce
He gone run off and act like it was his
You just a middle man go get your boss
Don' make me slap nigga like a kid
I put this bitch on the map
My bitch got so thick she look fat
I got the stick on my lap
I point that bitch at yo hat
Push up on me and its over
We pour codeine in our soda
I just went to go make a play
Pulled up with mo' weed than a grower
Fuck the fade I need a perm
Pull up and collect like big worm
And fuck a debo he boxing
If I was Craig I would've shot him
I ride with two burners and a flip phone, switch the numbers I don't the bill
Just dropped a video, and got a mil'
I be so up they think I popped a pill
Bitches be on me asking how it feel
Supposed to get a mil when you keep it real
I like to hop in the whip with ya bitch on the highway and get some head behind the wheel
Fresh lyrics - DaBaby
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Wipe me out
Wipe me out
Look at my bitch
Wipe me out
Wipe me out
Look at my [?]
Ha ha ha
Fresh (ey)
Fresh
Fresh (yah)
Fresh
Fresh (yah)
Fresh
Fresh (yah)
Fresh
Look at my wheel (Look at my wheel)
Look at my feet (Look at my feet)
Look at my split (Look at my split)
Look at my bitch
We'd be
Fresh
Fresh
Fresh
Fresh
Fresh (ey)
Fresh (Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Fresh (yeah)
Fresh
Look at my feet (yah yah yah)
Look at my skirt
Look at my wheel
Look at my bitch
Look at my face
Look at my slit
Ey
Fresh (yeah)
I'm the freshest nigga yeah (baby)
Diamond [?] my reason ey (for real)
Looking like has been to jake (yah)
I made they just burden ey (ey)
I'm not lawe you want my dog (woaf)
Looking like a bottom [?] (ey)
They just come in out the drawers
Only nigga do it bow (bow)
I'm likely brown meet me (a got [?])
I'm tired of reminding in me (yah)
Did I [?] forty minutes (ey)
I might do it a minute (what)
Could the nigga look up in me? (ey)
My outfit is from overseas (for real)
That's why I got your own in me
'Cause I've been drippin' from my feet up to my head yah (yah yah yah)
And everywhere we do [?] different with me (yah yah yah)
Fresh (ey)
Fresh
Fresh (yah)
Fresh
Fresh (yah)
Fresh
Fresh (yah)
Fresh
Look at my wheel (Look at my wheel)
Look at my feet (Look at my feet)
Look at my split (Look at my split)
Look at my bitch
We'd be
Fresh
Fresh
Fresh
Fresh
Fresh (ey)
Fresh
Fresh (ey)
Fresh
Look at my feet (Yeah yeah yeah)
Look at my wheel (Look at my wheel)
Look at my bitch (Look at my bitch)
Look at my slit (ey)
Ey ey
Switch lyrics - DaBaby
Me and my niggas the realest
We don't fall out 'bout bitches
I fuck your hoe you fuck mine
I ain't trippin' we can switch 'em
I put my hoes up on game
Teach 'em how to keep it pimpin'
I told you don't talk out the turn
You fucked up when you didn't listen
Fuck it, I'm done with your ass
I keep the gun in my pants
I had my dick in her throat
I had my thumb in her ass
She told me she like when I smack her
She bust it open call me daddy
She smashed the covers of the mattress
Strapped it up I used the plastic
She beggin' to fuck without rubber
She fuck me and suck my little brother off
I ran through your clique like a hoe
I'm fuckin' like every last one of ya
My bitch know I'm a dog
Make that hoe give me a bone
Ask if she make a flick with me
Recorded that shit on my phone and
Me and my niggas the realest
We don't fall out 'bout bitches
I fuck your hoe you fuck mine
I ain't trippin' we can switch 'em
I put my hoes up on game
Teach 'em how to keep it pimpin'
I told you don't talk out the turn
You fucked up when you didn't listen
Now I got to put you on punishment
I told you 'bout pullin' that funny shit
You tried me, you know I don't play
So I'm 'bout to go get another bitch
Runnin' your mouth like you runnin' shit
You must've forgot who you runnin' with
MoneyBagg Yo and Yo Gotti
You do it to much off some other shit
I thought I told you it was over
You beefin' with the bitch 'bout me and I'm done with ya'll
I keep a stick for a hater
I pull it out and dump it on any one of ya'll
I dap you up but [?] greet you 'cause I don't fuck with none of ya'll
I went up the street with the bag
And I made a play and I came back with twenty ball and
Me and my niggas the realest
We don't fall out 'bout bitches
I fuck your hoe you fuck mine
I ain't trippin' we can switch 'em
I put my hoes up on game
Teach 'em how to keep it pimpin'
I told you don't talk out the turn
You fucked up when you didn't listen
No Hook lyrics - DaBaby
Twinkle twinkle I'm the star
Who wanted drink? I'm at the bar
My favorite freak, I hit it raw
A lot of reefer, no cigar
I've got a leaf up in the car
No I don't smoke it, I just sell it
Ain't givin' nothing out on credit
So come and see me when you ready
Don't make me rain on your parade
I love my niggas like I'm gay
We go to hell and we don't pray
I'm fresh as hell look at my fade
Bitch can't you tell it I'm the wave
I can pay for your bitch to get off
She keep tellin' me all of your business
I can't wait for that bitch to quit talkin'
I can't wait until my clique start ballin'
Pull up cash out on whatever
Got a new broad and that's my Cinderella
I fuck her friend, she gon probably get jealous
I got the sauce drippin' on some chips
I can't get lost in the sauce, I be pimpin'
Fuck what it cost, I'm a boss, I'm gonna spend it
I'm not fallin' off 'cause I'm 'bout my business
And I'm gettin' money my nigga, ain't got my witness
I used to speak in with my nigga
Was fuckin' around 'bout the bitches
Somebody come home, I can't leave out the door so I jump out the window
Then I started sellin' pounds out the rental car
Pull up tell me what you spendin'
And I'm known for finessin', rob you for your money don't need a pistol
I ran off on the plug cause the drugs he front me way too expensive
Now I go get them racks for a show, and I swear it's a hell of a feelin
Go ask my manager, I don't remember
I'm right back on the road, don't got no time for these hoes, now they yellin' their feelings
And free my cousin dotch
Free my nigga Rell they're both locked up in prison
I pull up with a chauffeur, hop out the suburban just like I'm P Diddy
They let me off on probation and I'm 'bout to go downtown and pick up my pistol
I was fuckin' your hoe on the low, when you see her tell "Baby a miss her"
Used to give me that throat right before she went home to you and let you kiss her
Why you do 'em like that? She be like "Fuck 'em that nigga be trippin'"
Then she wipe up her mouth and I pull my pants, grab my shirt and get missin'
Lick lyrics - DaBaby
Lookin' like a walkin' lick
Lookin' like a walkin' lick yeah
Twenty bitches on my dick
I be coolin' with my clique yeah
Everybody want my bitch
Everybody want my bitch yeah
I can't help it, I'm the shit
I be like this is legit, ah
I give the stick on me, look like a lick, all the bad bitches lick on me
They say I'm like licorice, I melt in their mouth so deliciously
I've got a bitch with ass like delicious, she told me she sick of me
And I've got some shit in my sleeve, other niggas used to shit on me
I make the table and if you ain't hungry, I won't let you sit with me
I lost at least couple of times on the way, now it's time for a victory
I take a loss [?] like a boss, turn a loss to a memory
And I've got all them fuck niggas up out of my circle that fucked up my energy
Lookin' like a walkin' lick
Lookin' like a walkin' lick yeah
Twenty bitches on my dick
I be coolin' with my clique yeah
Everybody want my bitch
Everybody want my bitch yeah
I can't help it, I'm the shit
I be like this is legit, ah
I'm the nigga and they love it, got me screamin' fuck it I don't need a budget
They know I've got the cheapest numbers, everybody love me so the [?]
I tried to give that hoe my number four or five years ago but she ain't want it
And now the bitch be on dick, she think I don't remember, boy these bitches funny
These niggas fifty I'm a hundred, duckin' all this fame and love 'cause I don't want it
Do these niggas 'round you really love you, nigga fuck a friend and better get some money
Uh, cleanest nigga you've done seen in a minute
Just made a play for the P at the Wendy's
I ain't get no food, 'cause my lil bitch be cookin'
And when I don't eat she go get to trippin'
Lookin' like a walkin' lick
Lookin' like a walkin' lick yeah
Twenty bitches on my dick
I be coolin' with my clique yeah
Everybody want my bitch
Everybody want my bitch yeah
I can't help it, I'm the shit
I be like this is legit, ah
Lookin' like a walkin' lick
Lookin' like a walkin' lick yeah
Twenty bitches on my dick
I be coolin' with my clique yeah
Everybody want my bitch
Everybody want my bitch yeah
I can't help it, I'm the shit
I be like this is legit, ah
Pull Up Music lyrics - DaBaby
[Part I]
Different when it go so hard
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh (Hah)
Ayy, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby
I'm back on my Baby Jesus shit (Hah)
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
Let me get back on my hustle, fuck a friend, it's off the muscle (Ha)
You smoking dick, you think I trust you? (Mhm)
Burn a nigga like I'm Usher (Boom)
I don't go back and forth all on the internet, have no interest for discussion (No)
Pull her hair and choke her while we fucking, I probably give her a concussion
I need a plate and I ain't tryna wait, I'm so fucking hungry I could starve
My nigga snuck in with the rod, I'm 'bout whatever, that's on God
I go to jail, I pay the bond, please don't waste my fucking time
Hate on me, I hit your ho (Ho), play with me, I get that iron
Can we fucking keep a secret? That's a .40, bitch, I keep it (Boom)
My bitch a fucking Puerto Rican, I fuck her every other weekend
They swagger jacking, I can peep it, these nigga jacking my steelo
Bitch, it's a brick, it's a kilo (Brick), I beat a nigga up like Deebo
His bitch got at me on the d-low (Shh), I'm wit' my niggas shooting CeeLo
Wouldn't run up on me, that's a no-go (Brr), I keep it on me like it's legal, bitch
DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby
Ha
[Part II]
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
Firzt on the track
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, yeah
They should've told you I'm coming, nigga play with me, I mop it (It's up)
Pull up on me, think I'm bluffing? Bust it on you, have you running (Brr)
Your bitch can get it if she want it (Oh yeah)
I'm killing your bitch from the back, I smack her ass and keep her coming (hey)
All my nigga, they a hundred, police behind me, I'm running (I'm gone)
My ho make your ho look ugly, I don't do dimes, I do twenties (For real)
Twenty thousand on a Monday (Twenty), thirty thousand on a Tuesday
Caught your bitch out on a Wednesday, she like my style, I had her choosing (Uh)
Sleep on me and then you losing, got a beam on the chopper (Boom)
Make you lean when I pop it, got some lean from the doctor
Wherever you see me, I'm ready, my name hold weight, this shit heavy
Got your bitch face in my lap, parked at the 7-Eleven
Yeah, we at pump number nine, this ain't no pump, this a iron
They ain't let me in with the .40, snuck in the back with the .9
These nigga be acting and lying, posting up statuses, crying
There really, really ain't no real niggas
And I'm 'bout to light the bih line, ayy
DaBaby
The Race (Remix) lyrics - DaBaby
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
They probably should have told you I'm a dog, huh
I don't pick up when my bitches call (Brr, brr)
Question me, acting like the law (Stupid bitch)
Put you on punishment (Hah), I'll see you tomorrow (Huh)
Please watch how you talk to me (Yeah), tryna watch my anger
F a nigga main hoe, treat them hoes like strangers (Bitch)
Locked up in the airport, got caught with the banger (Boom)
I can take a picture but you gotta catch my angle (Huh)
Hit me with that flash, huh, they be stealing swag, huh
I only fuck bad tings, all my bitches bad (Uh)
I really be laughing, laughing to the bag (Ha, ha, ha)
Put that 40 on your own boy, shot him in his ass (Boom)
Cut off all my old hoes, I made them bitches beat it, huh
They were way too friendly, huh, like my bitch conceited, huh
I'm still Baby Jesus, huh, they call me DaBaby, huh
Made me say it four times, they like the way I say it, huh
They know I play it, huh, fucked your baby mama
She like, "Fuck my baby daddy, he a motherfucking hater"
And my birth name should be Lonzo, I should try out for the Lakers
And my last name should be ball because I'm all about my paper
I'm a motherfucking monster (Huh)
Bitches tricking on me like a motherfucking sponsor (Huh)
I put that on my momma (Yeah)
And I got me a new hoe, she a motherfucking model
I'm the type to turn her out and make her eat my baby mama, hey
And you can see it in my motherfucking face, bitch (Uh, uh, uh)
I'm back on my Baby Jesus, shit, man, ayy
Bodak Yellow (Remix) lyrics - DaBaby
These niggas wanna be me, but they do not have the swag
Don't make me laugh (Hahaha)
I got off my ass and I went and got a bag
I got a whole lot of hoes on my dick
I got a whole lot of bitch niggas mad
Bet when they see me they ain't gon' see shit
Niggas be stalkin' me, niggas some fags (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I think it's funny, huh, ready for whoever want it, huh (Yeah)
Yeah, all of my niggas, all of my dogs, get to the money, huh, yeah
It's only been 2 days (Who?), and I ran through a 20 (Yeah)
Met your bitch on Tuesday (Hey), then I fucked her on Sunday
I'm a dog, I went and got me a yellow bitch (Uh)
She suck my dick like a peppermint (Uh)
And she got an ass like an African (Yeah)
And you call her phone, she don't answer it (Brrp)
She blowing me up, your bitch actin' (Brrp)
I told you, stop calling me daddy (Hello)
You know you got a nigga at home (Huh)
Just tell him I'm part of the family (Yeah)
I hit your bitch in the choke-hold
She coming back like a yo-yo (C'mere)
She busting nuts all on my polo (Eugh)
And now you know, in case you don't know (Ha)
They bite my style, they bite my lingo (My lingo)
Hop out the rented car with 3 hoes (3)
And all them bitches, they got boyfriends
Tryna find they bitches like they Nemo (Yeah, hey)
Ayy, these niggas old (Old, old, old), Tyler Perry (Yeah)
My bitch is Rihanna (Ayy, yeah), if you mix it with Halle Berry (Ha)
If she ain't ratchet, I don't want her (No)
You can keep her if she normal (For real)
I fuck that bitch like a broke nigga
Put the pussy in a coma (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, hey)
I'm done fucking with y'all on this god damn, haha, weak ass beat man, I do this shit all day
This shit hard, though
Uh, uh
DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby
Magnolia (Remix) lyrics - DaBaby
Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
Zuzi on the track
I'm rocking the Rollie, check my wrist game (Bling)
Say she wanna fuck me to my mixtape (Yeah)
Ask me can I eat her, bitch, I just ate (No)
I been a big dog (Grr), since the 5th grade (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm a bad boy (Yeah), these niggas bitch made (Yeah)
These niggas small fries (Yeah), we got that big bank (Yeah)
Know I'm an asshole (Yeah), don't think my shit stank (Pfft)
I'm rocking church shoes (Ooh), I feel like Rick James
And I don't Milly Rock, but everywhere I go
I get me a Glock, I don't really talk
Try me, nigga drop, diamonds in my watch (Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Ask me if I flock, nigga need to stop
Bitches on my cock, I pulled up with like 10
And I pass them bitches out, they know what we 'bout
Oh, there go DaBaby, that lil' nigga hot
Fresh up off probation, strapped up like a cop
They just left L.A., they on they way to Florida
They pull up wherever, just me and my woadies
I take niggas' bitches, turn them into soldiers
Ooh, you way too close, I don't think I know you
Hop out on 'em drippin', I hit 'em with them shoulders
The motherfuckin' coldest, somebody should've told you, ayy
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
Wild Thoughts (Remix) lyrics - DaBaby
Yeah
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
I know you like the way I touch your body
Fantasizing 'bout when you beside me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She know I'm busy, just got back from Cali (Ayy)
She know I had to go and turn up for the family (Uh)
And no, she ain't my daughter, but she call me daddy (Yeah)
I heard she got a boyfriend, I heard he can't stand me
Got me rolling off a pill and I don't know how to feel
Niggas acting like they real, they don't understand me, ah
They act like they want me to stay the same (Ayy)
The fuck you mean you don't want me to change? (Want me to change)
But fuck them niggas, I'm stuck in my ways (Ayy)
I got off that bullshit and I got back on my wave (Got back on my)
I take niggas' bitches and I bust right on their face (Ayy)
I call her my boo, you call her bae, ayy
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
Brrt
He blowing up her phone but she won't hit back
She right beside me, rubbing on my six-pack (Ayy)
He hit my DM's, say he want his bitch back
He wanna pull up on me, but I'm really with that (Yeah, yeah)
Now I'm just tryna chill, I'm just tryna kick back (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga play with me and I'ma push his shit back (Yeah, yeah)
Got your baby mama and she throw that ass back
Say she wanna give it to me on the SnapChat
We got in the car, she told me let the seat back (Ayy)
I ran up on my plug and he can't get the weed back (Ayy)
My diamond VVS's, it ain't hard to see that (Ayy)
I went to CVS and then I brought some lean back (Ayy)
I pulled off on your bitch and then I called the plug back
Real nigga, how you love that? DaBaby
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
Unforgettable (Remix) lyrics - DaBaby
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, oh, you came across me on the Gram, huh? (Yeah)
Why you actin' nervous, what you scared of? (Yeah)
You prolly think I'm worried 'bout your man, huh? (Ayy)
You fuck with me 'cause he don't understand you
Oh, and I'm the motherfucking GOAT
Start acting like you motherfucking know
I'm in and out of town, I'm on the motherfucking road
Bagging bitches in your city at my motherfucking show
And you know I got a million on my motherfucking mind
Never get to chilling, got no motherfucking time
Took a nigga bitch 'cause she a motherfucking dime
We don't do security, we got in with the iron
And I got these rapping niggas tryna ride my wave
I take out my partner then I leave him on the stage
I take out my haters and I roll 'em in a blunt
Lit it up and smoke that motherfucker to the face, ayy
Let me switch the tempo, like a bitch so simple
Chilling with a redbone, I think she a nympho
I give you your issue, I get me a pistol
Promise I won't miss you, pop you like a pimple
Boom, everybody watching when we walk inside the room
I'm going on smelling like a [?]
And every time the girl right on me, she like zoom
Zoom, zoom
And you are unforgettable, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
DaBaby
The Story Of OJ (Remix) lyrics - DaBaby
I ain't with the bullshit, I keep me a burner
Feel like OJ 1995 when he be murdered
Gotta move the way, I move my daughter, need a daddy
Don't got time to play with you 'cause I feed my own family
So please don't play with me, I need C.O.D
When I was on the Billboard, I was selling weed
And I don't go to California, Cali come to me
And I was on the tour, so we can go 3 songs before JAY-Z
Police pull me over then I'm running from police
Only girls I trust right now my daughter and my niece
I need me a Beyonce, a bitch to do what I say
Since everybody 1K, I'm 3K, shout out Andre
Was smoking California cookies, posted, drinking lattes
On my iPhone with the label, getting soaked up in the driveway
Swear to god
Huh, Baby, ayy
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
Pull Up Music (Part 1) lyrics - DaBaby
Different when it go so hard
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh (Hah)
Ayy, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby
I'm back on my Baby Jesus shit (Hah)
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
Let me get back on my hustle, fuck a friend, it's off the muscle (Ha)
You smoking dick, you think I trust you? (Mhm)
Burn a nigga like I'm Usher (Boom)
I don't go back and forth all on the internet, have no interest for discussion (No)
Pull her hair and choke her while we fucking, I probably give her a concussion
I need a plate and I ain't tryna wait, I'm so fucking hungry I could starve
My nigga snuck in with the rod, I'm 'bout whatever, that's on God
I go to jail, I pay the bond, please don't waste my fucking time
Hate on me, I hit your ho (Ho), play with me, I get that iron
Can we fucking keep a secret? That's a .40, bitch, I keep it (Boom)
My bitch a fucking Puerto Rican, I fuck her every other weekend
They swagger jacking, I can peep it, these nigga jacking my steelo
Bitch, it's a brick, it's a kilo (Brick), I beat a nigga up like Deebo
His bitch got at me on the d-low (Shh), I'm wit' my niggas shooting CeeLo
Wouldn't run up on me, that's a no-go (Brr), I keep it on me like it's legal, bitch
DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby
Ha
Pull Up Music (Part 2) lyrics - DaBaby
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
Firzt on the track
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, yeah
They should've told you I'm coming, nigga play with me, I mop it (It's up)
Pull up on me, think I'm bluffing? Bust it on you, have you running (Brr)
Your bitch can get it if she want it (Oh yeah)
I'm killing your bitch from the back, I smack her ass and keep her coming (hey)
All my nigga, they a hundred, police behind me, I'm running (I'm gone)
My ho make your ho look ugly, I don't do dimes, I do twenties (For real)
Twenty thousand on a Monday (Twenty), thirty thousand on a Tuesday
Caught your bitch out on a Wednesday, she like my style, I had her choosing (Uh)
Sleep on me and then you losing, got a beam on the chopper (Boom)
Make you lean when I pop it, got some lean from the doctor
Wherever you see me, I'm ready, my name hold weight, this shit heavy
Got your bitch face in my lap, parked at the 7-Eleven
Yeah, we at pump number nine, this ain't no pump, this a iron
They ain't let me in with the .40, snuck in the back with the .9
These nigga be acting and lying, posting up statuses, crying
There really, really ain't no real niggas
And I'm 'bout to light the bih line, ayy
DaBaby
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