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baby smoove - attitude lyrics

[intro]
you ain’t know tye made this beat? let me put you on
give me attitude, my lil’ b+tch say i’m rude (he dead)
we gon’ put him on the news
jimmy choo, with some cookie in her too
winner circle, man sh+t, a n+gga feel like—

[chorus]
perc’ give me attitude, my lil’ b+tch say i’m rude
if a n+gga want some fame, we gon’ put him on the news
i smell like jimmy choo, with some cookie in her too
winner circle, man sh+t, a n+gga feel like pooh
my n+gga got some new sauce, but i’m stayin’ in the booth
i got it tatted on mе, so i’m stayin’ in the crew
heard you likе news, i’m gon’ pull up with the tunes
my n+ggas droppin’ lines, ain’t f+ckin’ with the booze, ayy
[verse]
i got a baby bottle with some real red
f+ckin’ with that b+tch, she gave me real head
if i tell the lil’ sh+t to you, don’t speak on what we said
mind yo’ business lil’ homie, we don’t shoot legs
i’m ballin’ with my brother, y’all can’t make bands
he probably stole some’ from me, and y’all shakin’ hands
been playin’ the game with the k, hold it with both hands
i was raised along these choppers, don’t fear no man
if she wanna be my b+tch then she get broke in
my dawg still movin’ bow’s, but all my n+ggas scam
i thought dawg wanted smoke, but i know his hand
if i pull up with this glock, i bet it don’t jam
if i swing this ‘wood, n+gga it’s to my left hand
won’t put no money on yo’ head, i give it to my mans
that n+gga purpin’ for the net, he just make ends
once you f+ck another n+gga, we got no chance

- baby smoove lyrics

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