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babychiefdoit - a bad mamajama lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, n+gga, that’s a bad motherf+ckin’ mamma jamma right here
n+ggas know what the f+ck goin’ on
i’m the realest n+gga you done ever seen
with a [?], twenty six guns, twelve deep, b+tch
slide
uh, uh, uh, uh
zoo life ’til i croak, n+gga
i seen
uh, uh

[verse 1]
your b+tch is a skeezer, real n+gga pleaser
she tryna come and feel this california breezer
b+tch, you don’t need me, hoe you need jesus
young ghetto diva, turned to a believer
your b+tch is a skeezer, real n+gga pleaser
i could bet your b+tch gon’ let me f+ck her if i teasе her
i done f+cked a hundrеd hoes, keisha, felisha, anita, tyesha, jaleah, amiya
either way, i’m leavin’, girl, i don’t need a reason
uh, see ya, i wouldn’t wanna be you
light ’em like a candle, i need more ammo
d+ck game, john cena, nickname rambo (b+tch i’m rambo)

[interlude]
nickname rambo, on b
what? nickname rambo
nickname rambo, nickname rambo
nickname rambo, nickname rambo
[chorus]
i’ll f+ck around tweak in this b+tch, if she play then i’m leavin’ the b+tch
dead n+ggas, they reek in this b+tch, f+ck the net we ain’t speakin’ on sh+t
my girl so much as look at a n+gga, we done, ain’t no keepin’ the b+tch
lil chief hard as h+ll, i cannot believe that n+gga could sleep on the kid

[verse 2]
been in the a for way too long, got turned to an atlanimal
i ain’t never heard a song, don’t ask if i’m a fan of you
your girlfriend a cannibal, so i nicknamed her hannibal
she hop in bananas, the lil’ b+tch p+ssy flammable
no lie, this beat fast as h+ll, i’m running out of stamina
she say dthang dogged her out, i told her he’s an animal
i’m super p, capital, n+gga, i’m going national
he the type to woof at you, i’m the type to blast at you
uppercase, capital, i capital a top all you n+ggas
you know me, i’m capital b, not brooklyn lil’ b+tch i’m ballin’ n+gga
capital c, can’t you tell, can’t you see i’m a taller n+gga
d don’t trip, don’t fall a n+gga z to the l is a mob of n+ggas
this hoe keep on tryin’ to f+ck, i tell her to shut up, i’m makin’ a triller
ten mil’ make me 6’7, i feel like scooter
telling my old b+tch let me right my wrongs, feel like bryson tiller
since the opps won’t come outside, tell they hoes i’ma come through k!llin’

[chorus]
i’ll f+ck around tweak in this b+tch, if she play then i’m leavin’ the b+tch
dead n+ggas, they reek in this b+tch, f+ck the net we ain’t speakin’ on sh+t
my girl so much as look at a n+gga, we done, ain’t no keepin’ the b+tch
lil chief hard as h+ll, i cannot believe that n+gga could sleep on the kid
i’ll f+ck around tweak in this b+tch, if she play then i’m leavin’ the b+tch
dead n+ggas, they reek in this b+tch, f+ck the net we ain’t speakin’ on sh+t
my girl so much as look at a n+gga, we done, ain’t no keepin’ the b+tch
lil chief hard as h+ll, i cannot believe that n+gga could sleep on the kid

- babychiefdoit lyrics

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