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baby smoove & rocaine - round 2 lyrics

[intro]
(ooh, rocaine)

[chorus: baby smoove]
she like, “bae, i miss you,” she like, “bae, i miss you”
she said one time ain’t make her nut, she beggin’ me for round two
i swear you make me feel so lucky, you don’t know how i found you
i need your smell, taste, and touch, i love everything about you

[verse 1: baby smoove]
ah, say baby, you the one, you feel so good, it’s like i need you
i wish you had a twin, it was so good, i think i need two
i ain’t kick it with my other hoes, i ain’t feel like i need to
every day, i got my cup in hand, ain’t none my pops be see+through
i need me some real love, i been beggin’, can i get it?
i need me some real love, i’m having withdrawals ‘causе i can’t feel it
turn me up, don’t turn me down, you got my back, the sky’s thе limit
i hand paint the diamonds on you, want you shinin’ like your n+gga
she pull out foreign, you know chanel all on her purse, my hoes be trippin’
she got a b+tch and i bossed her up, it turn me on she gon’ get it
let’s crack this pint, i think like last limit, look how much damage i done did
i grab her hair and chock her up every time i’m deep off in her ribs
mud on my cup, i might be nothin
she screamin’ every time we f+ckin’
she get so loud when she be cummin’
she feel just right, i’m in her stomach, yeah
my lil’ b+tch so bad i won’t caress her i just rib it, yeah
my lil b+tch so bad , we makin’ love, we don’t be f+ckin’, yeah
[chorus: baby smoove]
she like, “bae, i miss you,” she like, “bae, i miss you”
she said one time ain’t make her nut, she beggin’ me for round two
i swear you make me feel so lucky, you don’t know how i found you
i need your smell, taste, and touch, i love everything about you

[verse 2: baby smoove]
i swear i know your type is rare, i think about you be so special
ho, i like you in your robe, fresh out the shower, can we wrestle?
all my b+tches make me feel good, you make me feel the best though
chasin’ millions, but you want my mind, you got me in a chokehold
kick a b+tch right to the curb, back to the streets, i can’t take no ho
i smoke exotic, but i can’t tell you who it is, i bet they mans know
i went flawless on this watch and chain, could’ve bought me another lambo
yeah, he a fiend, he gonna get high on his supply, he ain’t make no pros

[outro: baby smoove]
yeah, he a fiend, he gonna get high on his supply, he ain’t make no pros
yeah, he a fiend, he gonna get , yeah, yeah
she like, “bae, i miss you”, she like, “bae, i miss you{”
forever
she like, “bae, i miss you”, she like, “bae, i miss you”
for life

- baby smoove rocaine lyrics

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