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Alamo Records - Baby Death Lyrics


[Intro]
That's how niggas end up death
I'ma call up Baby Death
(They got Wooskii on the mix)
(Night)
What

[Chorus]
Go, how many times I'm gon' say no? (No)
I ain't got shit for nobody, I ain't tryna press no ho
I'ma show you how to keep this money, I ain't tryna go back broke
Why? 'Cause I..., I can't (Let's go)

[Verse]
Yeah, they go wherever I go, niggas want beef, let's make some tacos
All these niggas think I'm playin', well, take a chance, will hit the latto
That's how niggas end up death, I'ma call up Baby Death
Last nigga he caught, he ran, he took a right, so he got left
How you diss, but don't know me? That's yo' bitch, she all on me
I think I'm Meek, 'cause I keep a switchy up on me
Show me some money, nigga, show me some bread
Niggas broke in real life, but rich up in they head, yeah, yeah
Ayy, lot of Perc's, shorty instantly eat dick
I ain't even have to flirt, we ain't fuckin', sellin' clothes
This a different kind of merch, my shorty only got one job
And he love to go to work, nigga, work
We ain't payin' for no pussy, that shit free
Please, tell the opps to hang it up, 'cause that shit weak
Think my shorty want a ring, I guess it fell in the sink
It's a round of applause, I just wanna clap them cheeks
You want some money then you beat like Mike, just beat it
Ever took some from me, you will die, just keep it
Pop out on his ass with switches, he like ''Damn, the opps tweakin''
Soon as the police come around, that's when we all stop speakin', nigga, uh
[Chorus]
Go, how many times I'm gon' say no? (No)
I ain't got shit for nobody, I ain't tryna press no ho
I'ma show you how to keep this money, I ain't tryna go back broke
Why? 'Cause I..., I can't

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