dababy - 10 bands lyrics
[intro]
yeah, baby jesus jesus
[verse]
look, i think it’s safe to say i’m the man
i’m picture paint on the hand
from the city where n-gg-s hate everything they don’t understand
in a city where b-tches date just to say that they got a man
soon as he get a chance, he gon’ f-ck around with her friend
that’s life, and that’s the way that we do
screaming who wanna see me ’cause honestly i can’t see you
start off knocking your dreams and ironically wanna be you
most of these n-gg-s see-through, they ain’t the type you should lead through, uh
i wouldn’t have it any other way
just ran into this stallion just the other day
she told me that she like me, thank you
i told her that i like her booty, can’t take it
she started laughing so i know she choosy
i told her we should go and check a movie
maybe go and eat some sushi
chicken shrimp and steak hibachi
yeah, at kabuto’s they treat me like family
i know this pretty thing from cali, she speak fluent spanish
i’m so far from being average, she don’t understand it
i been working like a mexican that’s in miami
she told me i’m way too busy, i told her i’m tryna get it
maintaining my tunnel vision, obtaining a f-cking million
that holy thing that we’re after, we saw it when we was children
yeah, i’ll be rich before i’m 25
that’s the type of sh-t i was saying 1999
go ask my mama, i was born in 1999
another wild 90’s baby riding with a gun
f-ck holding back, i think it’s time to sh-t on everybody
if it’s not making me better then i don’t care about it
you play with me, in a minute shooting at everybody
no, this track remind me of the summertime
blowing x and smoking k-lo with the windows down
twitching ice, turnin’ music, i’m that n-gg- now
i see you n-gg-s on my case, them n-gg-s really rowdy
it’s not how i rock
when i pull it out, hit the floor because it’s already c-cked
when i’m not 277 doing circles and sh-t
i see how that n-gg- hatin’, that boy worse than a b-tch
old p-ssy -ss n-gg-, put a skirt on that b-tch
paid my mama to get a rental, put some work in that b-tch
fill that motherf-cker in gas then i skrrt in that b-tch
and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout the type of gas that work for the whip
aw man, i’m talkin’ og bobby johnson
do you like that n-gg- son? it’s the realest shotta
don’t worry ’bout baby jesus, baby jesus got it
rest in peace to vel-o johnson, free my cousin dotty
come on, yeah, n-gg-
10 bands, 10 bands
100 bands, f-ck it, man
baby jesus in a sprinter van
baby je-je-je-je-jesus, aw man
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