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chap d - baby mama lyrics

[intro]
you ain’t gotta see it to believe it

[chorus]
i’m in the coupe (i’m in the coupe), i’m ridin’ big (i’m ridin’)
i’m with your babymama, i’m at your crib (triflin’)
i’m with your babymama, i’m with your kids (triflin’)
i tell him, “ayy, little man, you gettin’ big” (gettin’ big)
i’m in the coupe (i’m in the, yeah), i’m ridin’ big (i’m ridin’, yeah)
i’m with your babymama, i’m at your crib (at your crib)
i’m with your babymama, i’m with your kids (with your kids)
i tell him, “ayy, little man, you gettin’ big” (big)

[verse 1]
champagne bottles (champagne bottles)
we takin’ swigs (know what it is)
i’m playin’ ray j, if i had one wish (and you did)
i think she like me (like me), she like my whip (like my whip)
she’ll prolly like me more if i was in the benz (oh, yeah, yeah)
went out to eat, we order shrimp (order shrimp)
i got the bill, baby, you just get the tip (get the tip)
we head back home, i make it quick (i make it)
i kiss her neck (i kiss her), i let her drip (i let her)
i ain’t no pimp (i ain’t no pimp)
but check the limp (like check my walk)
your man’s a sucka (your man’s a sucka)
your man’s a simp (your man’s a simp)
your man’s a busta (your man’s a busta)
your man’s a b+tch (your man’s a b+tch)
no more sh+t talkin’ (uh uh), i’ll let him live (i’ll let him live)

[chorus]
i’m in the coupe (i’m in the coupe), i’m ridin’ big (i’m ridin’)
i’m with your babymama, i’m at your crib (ayy, you triflin’)
i’m with your babymama, i’m with your kids (yeah, you triflin’)
i tell him, “ayy, little man, you gettin’ big” (gettin’ big)
i’m in the coupe (i’m in the coupe), i’m ridin’ big (i’m ridin’ big)
i’m with your babymama, i’m at your crib (at your crib)
i’m with your babymama, i’m with your kids (with your kids)
i tell him, “ayy, little man, you gettin’ big” (big)

[verse 2]
ayy, ayy
young n+gga need affection (i need that)
young n+gga need connection (i need that)
quite frankly i don’t trust y’all
if i could, i’ll put on more protection (yeah)
if i could, i’ll put on two trojan’s (two)
you ain’t with it, i knew hoes then (knew)
quite frankly i’m good off it (good off it)
need cash, need more profits (cha ching!)
they say, “rap dead,” guess i’m stackin’ up more coffins
you n+ggas worried ‘bout trends
i need a whip, i got more horses (skrrt)
power that is (power), sour that is (sour)
look at my grip, why would i quit? (why would i quit?)
they throwin’ jabs, never got hit it (never got hit it)
don’t talk too much, baby, just strip
get it in quick, tell her real sl!ck
like, “look at the time. i gotta dip”
i ain’t gon’ stop ‘til a hunid on my wrist
did it all legal, never sold a brick (never)

[outro]
game goes how it goes
get it how you know
that’s just how we roll
that’s just how we roll
that’s just how we roll
that’s just how we roll
that’s just how we roll
that’s just how we roll
that’s just how we roll
that’s just how we roll

- chap d lyrics

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