Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Man, it's Baby, Baby Jesus Dababy, Dababy, Baby Jesus Yeah, I believe in God Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Man, it's Baby, Baby Jesus Dababy, Dababy, Baby Jesus Yeah, I believe in God
Dababy's for president I would like to represent Charlotte And now I'm addressing my residence I am not your regular artist I had a condo on the 22nd floor, these niggas didn't even have an apartment I had a whole 'nother spot where I kept all the weed, had more guns in that bitch than the army Don't get me started They copy my style and my swag and my lingo I come and take my shit back like I'm repo We fucking up commas like this a casino (Fuck up some commas) I do the Heisman (Uh) Like, watch out, lil' bitch, you can call me Tim Tebow, hey My real name is John, I'm the neighborhood hero I don't got a job, but I'm ballin' like D Rose (Swish, ballin') You can't be my girl, I'ma call you my best friend (My best friend, my best friend) Chocking her out when we fucking, I'm strong with my left hand (Whoa, whoa) Dababy, Dababy, Dababy, Dababy That pussy my favorite I just wanna save it for later, ay The pussy so wet, call it Tracy Mcgrady And she wanna taste but she say I'm her favorite flavor (Whoa) I'ma pull your hair and choke you out Bend you over make you poke it out Pull your shoulders make you throw it back Put a hickey on your lower back (Whoa) I'ma pull your hair and choke you out Bend you over make you poke it out Pull your shoulders make you throw it back Put a hickey on your lower back (Whoa) I'ma pull your hair and choke you out Bend you over make you poke it out Pull your shoulders make you throw it back Put a hickey on your lower back She say she in love with the coco I'm sorry, I can't fall in love, that's a no-no Please remain silent fuck domestic violence I lock her in handcuffs, she think I'm the popo (Whoa) I made her say, "Fuck the police, fuck the police, " hey We cutting up in them sheets, both of us going to sleep She don't need no makeup, she bad when she wake up We cut up the fuse so we fuck and we lay up I don't need Molly 'cause she make me stay up I might just go fly my lil' freak to Jamaica
So watch out, lil' bih, hey Watch out, lil' bih, hey Watch out, lil' bih, hey Watch out, lil' bih
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