LYRICS
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That ain't Dababy, that's my babyNigga, off the top, what the fuck you thought?I ain't gotta wait to kick itIf a bitch want me, then the bitch gon' waitI ain't gotta wait for bitches (Ha)If I feel like playin', I'ma play with my kidI ain't finna play with niggas (Uh-uh)And I got a gun for every room I got in my cribYou could say I stay with pistols (Bitch)You could say that I stay with another nigga bitchYou could tell if you play, I'm clickin' (Let's go)You could tell that I'm nothing like none of these rappersEverybody know Baby different (Yeah)And no, I'm not no muh'fuckin' tough guy (Uh-huh)But if you play with me, put 'em up high (Yeah)My bitch, she got pretty skin and pretty eyesShe look just like Tlc Left Eye (Uh-huh)And I can't be fucking them hoes from my cityBut if I do, she from the Westside (The West)And I can't be fucking you bitches for freeYou gotta pay me, ho, I'm that fine (Ha)We in this bitch, now we on that timeI don't gotta pay for the sauce so I stack mine (Yeah)And I can wear sweatpants like every dayAnd take your bitch like, "That's mine" (Okay)And you gon' go blow your shit on clothes and shitBut watch me invest mine (Uh-huh)And I'ma show other niggas how to get some moneyWe ain't waiting on tax time (Talk to 'em)And I ain't playing no motherfuckin' scratch off (Uh-huh)I'm tryna go get me some money (Yeah)Give jobs to my niggas, yeah, bitch, who the realest?I ain't being stingy with money (Uh-huh)I told 'em I'm Pac of the new shit (Pac)You could reach in my pockets a new blue shit (Yeah)And Baby on Baby out nowWhen my shit come on, everybody like, "Who this? " (Who)I know they gon' copy the flavorI ain't really tripping, lil' nigga I do this (Uh-huh)Pull up to the scene with a new ho (She new)Them fifties all pink like they Nuvo (Huh)Them diamonds be dancing like Bruno (Mars)Tell Future to meet me on Pluto (Yeah)Tell your bitch to meet me in MiamiI need a vacation (Ah) , I'm tryna bring two hoes (Ah)Fuck around and come back with a J. LoI'm strapped like them niggas on Halo (Yeah, yeah)My sauce ain't easy to copy, yeah they try to jock it (Huh)Can't do what I do though (Huh)I could've dropped Baby on Baby and let that shit rockBut fuck that, I ain't full, though (Uh-uh)Yeah, bitch, I'm still hungry, I need more (Eat)I take that backend and play Ceelo (Huh?)They like my Cd, it's on repeat (Yeah)She clean up the dick (Uh) , she a neat freak (Mhm)And you lookin' at the best motherfuckin' rapper in his face when you see me, niggaThe best motherfuckin' rapper, nigga, yeah, fuck you talkin' about, nigga? (I got 20 on my beat)Dababy, yeah, Baby JesusBaby on Baby out now, hardest shit out right now (Fuck) , better than all that shitFuck what these niggas talkin' 'bout, better than all that shit, the hardest shit out (Prettiest Charlotte rapper alive)Baby on Baby, nigga (Think it ain't on me?)You see what I'm sayin'? Better than all that shit, I'm the best muh'fuckin' rapperPut me in the room with any motherfuckin' rapper, you know? Yeah, yeah, nigga, fuck they talkin' 'bout? We in there now, and I'm, I'm just gonna drop this, I'm just gonna chill, chill, fuckin' with Baby, keep rockin'Baby on Baby out now (That ain't Dababy, that's my baby) , I'ma chill, huh?"Baby on Baby Freestyle"I got 20 on my beat
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