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babyface ray - if you know you know lyrics

[intro: babyface ray]
ooh
yeah
you know i ain’t trippin’, we won’t never be trippin’ (yeah)
ayy

[chorus: babyface ray]
if you know, you know (if you know), if you don’t, you broke (you broke)
five+hour drive to see my guys ’cause they want some more (yeah, yeah)
cut them n+ggas down because it’s lies, don’t wanna hear no more (cut them n+ggas down)
that n+gga face is no good, don’t let ’em near your ho (b+tch)

[post+chorus: babyface ray]
keep it on the hush, might clip her if she talk too much (stop)
i’m trippin’, i done bought too much, i’m tippin’, pass it out like trump (beep)
n+ggas throwin’ salt on me like he just wanna f+ck (i know)
she look back and started laughin’, “i just wanna f+ck” (ah)

[verse 1: moneybagg yo]
ain’t got much to say, f+ck it, if you play, you lay (uh)
sn+tch a kit from circle k, it’s wocky in my ocean spray (lean)
project ho, i spiced hеr up, she used to rockin’ milky way (uh)
had the facе, i fixed her body, now she pretty and she paid (let’s go)
this a ferrari horse, i never had a taste for porsche (ooh)
how the f+ck is diamonds on your buffs, you must come from detroit? (no)
b+tch, i put on for the m, locked in with n+ggas from the d (face)
every week me and my sneaky link be at the conference suite (uh)
my [?] on the red eye, i took the jet to f+ckin’ stand by
i don’t know why you n+ggas trollin’, you a dead guy if it backfire
they know i’m the sickest, when i drop i do corona numbers (big)
how the f+ck you rockin’ fifty pointers, never shot a jumper? (big bagg)
[chorus: babyface ray]
if you know, you know (if you know), if you don’t, you broke (you broke)
five+hour drive to see my guys ’cause they want some more (yeah, yeah)
cut them n+ggas down because it’s lies, don’t wanna hear no more (cut them n+ggas down)
that n+gga face is no good, don’t let ’em near your ho (b+tch)

[verse 2: babyface ray]
look at the ass on her (what?), i hit the gas on ’em (skrrt, err)
i got the bag on ’em (yeah), i drip then splash on ’em (splash)
sn+tch it off the lot and hit the block without the tags on it (uh+huh)
n+gga dropped the window, pop an opp and shoot to california (brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
movin’ on my toes like a ballerina
she tryna suck me dry, call her vampirina (d+mn, girl)
how the f+ck a n+gga catch covid, all that perc’ and lean? (how the f+ck?)
how the f+ck i make it out the hood with all that dirt and skin? (how the f+ck?)
one time for the real n+ggas who locked down, kept it real (real)
five hoes at ruth chris, what you want? i’ll pay the bill (it ain’t sh+t)
n+gga say that he hate me, then he basically hate the real (what?)
n+ggas tryna be iced up, have a hard time payin’ bills (dumb ass n+gga)
n+ggas lost in the sauce (n+ggas lost in the sauce)
two chains, came from her cheese and they clear when they divorce (water, b+tch)
bad b+tches ain’t gon’ touch you, n+gga go and get the boss (just go and get me)
i told my b+tch, “don’t cross me”, so i bought her ass a cross, yeah
heron pressin’, steppin’
pressure, you can’t see the weapon (you can’t see)
you don’t want that big b11
poured up, got floor seats to breslin (boy)
my young boy be hoopin’ (huh)
the other one is shootin’ (brrt)
at first i was a student (at first)
we kick his door, we lootin’ (we in your sh+t)
[chorus: babyface ray]
if you know, you know (if you know), if you don’t, you broke (you broke)
five+hour drive to see my guys ’cause they want some more (yeah, yeah)
cut them n+ggas down because it’s lies, don’t wanna hear no more (cut them n+ggas down)
that n+gga face is no good, don’t let ’em near your ho (b+tch)

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