Go Baby

I don't feel no way when I Broke bitch miss me

Dump on my waist and the drum hold 50

I just need a prezzie and some More low whiskey

Pop it like a Pepsi put them doors against me

Go baby go baby Sure

Go baby go baby Sure

You dope baby go baby Sure

Go baby go Sure

Slim waist with a fat ass that's a bad bitch

She want it all but lil' baby never had shit

She poppin' pussy in the club she get that ass lit

If your **** got some pressure well then he can get his ass whipped

They was screamin' gang gang Well where your gang at

You get your chain snatched Twizzy get my chain back

I'm from a city where them **** really bang that

If you don't want no problems well you should've never claimed that

If we not talkin' money what the fuck we talkin' about

Man talk is cheap why the fuck I wanna talk it out

I see you starin' Must've notice that I'm poppin' now

If you ain't gettin' money why the fuck you even poppin' out

I'm gettin' bread add some jelly to my peanut butter

She got a bad for a **** someone call up usher

Ain't no confessions over here baby I don't trust you

You ain't gotta call true player I could never cuff her

I don't feel no way when I Broke bitch miss me

Dump on my waist and the drum hold 50

I just need a prezzie and some More low whiskey

Pop it like a Pepsi put them doors against me

Go baby go baby Sure

Go baby go baby Sure

You dope baby go baby Sure

Go baby go Sure

If a bitch want some bread better act good

Girl your ex not a G he just act hood

Fuck around put a **** in a backwood

Baby want a bag told her ain't no pussy that good

Ratchet type to go and put a hundred thou' in the mattress

Way that baby turn into a freak she a actress

Put a lil' ice on her now she doin' hat tricks

See me with a bitch then she probably doin' taxes

And I see she on a **** dick I told her wait for it

I put the money in her mouth she gotta taste for it

G-string in that ass she got a waist for it

She want that Tim Duncan hit her with the wait forest

Anybody want a trip I got a K for it

**** act thug got her moving out the way for it

Told her you can suck somethin' you got the face for it

Then I tell her you want this dick you gotta pay for it

I don't feel no way when I Broke bitch miss me

Dump on my waist and the drum hold 50

I just need a prezzie and some More low whiskey

Pop it like a Pepsi put them doors against me

Go baby go baby Sure

Go baby go baby Sure

You dope baby go baby Sure

Go baby go Sure

I wish I knew back then what I know now

I made mistakes back then but it's on now

Yeah I'm tryna see us with some Ms gotta hold it down

Ayy she wanna fuck me with her twin took a head count

Ayy I'm finna wear em out bout to wear em out

Pull her hair out make her pair their mouths

I know her whereabouts and I know she well-rounded

Her **** blowin' up her phone like he telemarketing

Put the valet on the telly how I pay the parking

They want me stuck in LA like La Brea Tarpits

Squad full of big steppers where the red carpets?

I gave her everything but time and she say I'm heartless

I'm her favorite artist I'm a famous artist

I pay the artists Versace table garments

Ain't no paper comin' to you just for waitin' on it

You want some time put into you put a payment on it

I don't feel no way when I Broke bitch miss me

Dump on my waist and the drum hold 50

I just need a prezzie and some More low whiskey

Pop it like a Pepsi put them doors against me

Go baby go baby Sure

Go baby go baby Sure

You dope baby go baby Sure

Go baby go Sure