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b.g. (baby gangsta) - like that lyrics

[intro: b.g.]
like that! (c’mon)
like that! (c’mon)
like that! (c’mon)
like that! (c’mon)
like that! (c’mon)
like that! (c’mon)
like that! (c’mon)

[verse 1: b.g.]
b. gizzle is a hot girl dream
got ’em nationwide like a football team
keisha my new orleans saint
’cause she break me off when them other hoes ain’t!
flip it up, got me a florida redskin
she stingy with -ss, just let me put the head in!
shoot to the east coast, hit up my new york jet
she take it like a giant once i get the p-ssy wet
i double back, you know i got a st. louis ram
i’m up there all the time, ’cause she breaking off pam
can’t forget my chi-town bear
my detroit lion a fool, i stays up there
next order, me, i got a mississippi charger
take a ride all the time, that mountain like water
and i had me an oakland raider
she ain’t act right, so i had to shake her
and she was screaming

[hook: soulja slim]
“my neck (my neck)
and my back (my back)!”
i throw that d-ck like that (like that)
she couldn’t take d-ck from the back (from the back)
it don’t stop, turn over on your back
i had her screaming “my neck (my neck)
and my back (my back)!”
i throw that d-ck like that (like that)
she couldn’t take d-ck from the back (from the back)
it don’t stop, turn over on your back!

[verse 2: soulja slim]
where the angels and the biancas at?
candy, darlene and elaine can take it from the back (yeah)
felicia and ginger, godd-mn, i hate it when i can’t remember
whatever, whatever, i’mma call that b-tch heather
isha and jarissa, can’t forget about krystal
she only give me skull because i’m working with a missle
now vouch for me, yeah, vouch for me
and after that, put my d-ck back in your mouth for me
scream “ouch!” for me, you know my worth
if you can’t take d-ck, don’t stand in line first
i need mines with a small waist and nice hips
independent, good credit that could buy me a whip
i’ll pay for it, i’ll pay for it
and if i go to jail, i’ll bet she’ll wait for it
she’ll have that p-ssy and shake for it
i’m a d-ck thrower, and when she back i’ll have her screaming

[verse 3: b.g.]
i already know what my pickle do
i hit and leave, you be calling, saying “i’m missing you!”
that’s how it be, ’cause when i slang it, i slang it right
if i’mma bring it to you, trust me, i’mma bring it right!
girl, if i hit you, i d-ck-whip you
i’mma have to call the police to come and get you
if they arrest you, that’s on you
i ain’t coming to bring you out, i’ll call your mom, too!
if you hit me, you got that
you showing me that it’s good and you like that
i won’t fight back, ’cause you want that
go put the beyonce in and bump that!
not “baby boy,” “me, myself and i,”
you can charge it to the game, ’cause i gotta ride
i’mma holla at you, i’ll see you later
matter of fact, i’ll call you if i need a favor!

[hook: soulja slim]
i had her screaming “my neck (my neck)
and my back (my back)!”
i throw that d-ck like that (like that)
she couldn’t take d-ck from the back (from the back)
it don’t stop, turn over on your back
i had her screaming “my neck (my neck)
and my back (my back)!”
i throw that d-ck like that (like that)
she couldn’t take d-ck from the back (from the back)
it don’t stop, turn over on your back!

- b g baby gangsta lyrics

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