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bass santana - i sold weed to my baby momma lyrics

to b-ss be the glory
[intro]
lord knows, only god knows, yeah

[verse 1]
hold up, i got that dope for my baby mama
she started smoking and she got calmer
i got the combination, benihana
i pull up in your station when i wanna
my american b-tch keep on trippin
she wanna come with me to the bahamas
i told her b-tch don’t mouth me
i’m taking that -ss to south beach
i’m smoking dope on a daily basis
i don’t say much that they can relate with
must be the reason why they don’t play sh-t
most of these n-ggas is way too basic
imma catch the wave or catch some cases
n-ggas better tighten up or lose his face
i always had a knife to cut don’t lose the fade
hit em up with the machete or switchblade

[bridge]
lord knows you’ve been right here with me, aye, aye, aye, aye
out roll that sh-t oh so tightly, yeah, yeah, aye, aye
i know your victoria secret, aye, aye, aye, aye
i don’t fall in love usually, aye, aye, aye, aye

[verse 2]
i ain’t got no wcw
not to say that i don’t f-ck with you
but i don’t even know day it is
hope your -ss don’t get too comfortable
i’m a motherf-cking drug addict
i can’t help myself i’m good at it
i got my finesse from my mama
and never got sh-t from my daddy
i’m selling weed to my baby mama
she started smoking and she got comma
your girl is waiting patient for me bui
she gave me the combination to me bui
i beat it up like i hated the b-tch
even gave her some relationship tips
off in miami with haitian b-tches
hit it from angles like mason rituals
she gave me some top like it’s ness and mitchel
told me to keep it all confidential
you know i stick to the fundamentals
i won’t expose none of your potential
girl you know you got some poor essentials
that -ss is looking like half a quarter
i can take you to the fourth dimension
i ain’t thirsty b-tch i got wavy water, b-tch, wavy water

[outro]
you know what’s up with me
young wavy n-gga got the hoes on freak
oh god, yeah
you know what’s up with me
young lit n-gga keep these hoes on freak
oh god
you know what’s up with me
i’ve been chillin on the block with the hoes on freak
oh god, aye
you know what’s up with me
young lit n-gga got these hoes on freak
oh god, aye
you know what’s up with me
i was smoking douja with my new baby
oh god, aye
you know what’s up with me
i’m a ugly -ss n-gga but the hoes on freak
oh god

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