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dababy – blank blank lyrics

[intro]
(that ain’t dababy, that’s my baby)
uh, yeah that m-th-f-cka sound like a m-th-f-ckin’, uh, alarm clock or some sh-t, you know, i-it’s alertin’ you b-tch -ss n-ggas that, that i’m the muhf-ckin’ best, yeah
the prettiest chocolate n-gga alive, yeah, all that
(that ain’t dababy, that’s my baby)

[chorus]
i ain’t trippin’ off another n-gga, i’ll be straight (huh)
ain’t even got a chance to eat (eat)
i seen you lookin’ at my plate (ayy)
you know the b-tches treat me great (great)
they suck my d-ck and feed me grapes (grapes)
i’m on my way to get a bag (ah)
i’m f-ckin’ up, i’m runnin’ late (turn up)

[verse 1]
can’t let these n-ggas slow me down
f-ck waitin’ on the label, had to drop a tape (hey)
i used to trip ’bout b-tches f-ckin’ off
but i been f-ckin’ off so i been straight (yeah)
you saving hoes, we need to make a movie ’bout you
wear your mothaf-ckin’ cape (hah, hah)
i tell your hoe we’ll make a movie
but we’re probably never goin’ on a date (ayy, ah)
i’m motivated by the money, money motivate me
i always got my mind on it (mind)
i went to jail because i tried to catch a flight
and i forgot i had the iron on me (yeah)
i get the sh-t so cheap you think i drop a ticket
but really threw a extra five on it (five)
and everything a n-gga drop be going crazy
sounding like i took my time on it
threw a bag on the table, he thought it was ten pounds
but i really put nine on it (ah)
and half of them b-tches was fake weed
when he open them up he gon’ hate me (ha)
i don’t gotta rape b-tches, they rape me
beat a rap n-gga up like i’m ap
throw that roc in the air like i’m jay-z
got a glock on me, now, and i still’ll do it
you can’t name five n-ggas in the rap game
that can come out with realer music
standing on anythang that i ever said all alone
and i still approve it
you know i shot your homeboy
f-cked your main b-tch, robbed your partna, i did that
and still get ya stepped on
the most slept on in the game, don’t forget that, b-tch

[chorus]
i ain’t trippin’ off another n-gga, i’ll be straight
(tell these n-ggas to quit f-ckin’ playin’ with me)
ain’t even got a chance to eat
(man, i’m too raw in this sh-t, man)
i seen you lookin’ at my plate
(and i’m the muh’f-ckin’ prettiest chocolate n-gga alive)
you know the b-tches treat me great
(what the f-ck they gon do with me, huh?)
they suck my d-ck and feed me grapes
i’m on my way to get a bag
(what the f-ck they gon do with me?)
i’m f-ckin’ up, i’m runnin’ late (hey, ah)

[verse 2]
i just told my b-tch that she gotta learn
to be nice to my side b-tch
you gotta quit trippin’ and callin’ me private (hey)
’cause all of my other lil b-tches don’t like it (brrt)
you know i’m a dog, babe, you know that i’m trifling
been like this forever and you know you used to like it
that boom on my side and ya i call it my sidekick (boom)
i whip out and shoot it, just do it like nike
i pull out and swing that b-tch ride on the crowd
like a ceiling fan (yeah)
yeah, we took the pounds from the middle man (yeah)
i got plenty of haters, got plenty fans (yeah)
but a hater gon’ hate, we don’t give a d-mn (ahh)
got my b-tch making oodles o’ noodles (hah)
pulled up with that tool in an uber (hah, hah)
i’m in the pool with a cougar (yeah)
they only cool on computers (turn up)
they told me i look better in real life (okay)
i don’t care what a f-ck n-gga feel like (yeah)
i just went out to lunch with your bih t’night (b-tch)
had her back to the crib before midnight (hah)
i think i got more hoes than i realize
i went, iced my rollie, that’s real ice
all in front of her friends and her momma (hah)
i still grab on her -ss ’cause it feel nice
an’- b-tch

[chorus]
i ain’t trippin’ off another n-gga, i’ll be straight (straight)
ain’t even got a chance to eat (eat)
i seen you lookin’ at my plate (plate)
you know the b-tches treat me great (great)
they suck my d-ck and feed me grapes (grapes)
i’m on my way to get a bag (ahhh)
i’m f-ckin’ up, i’m runnin’ late
b-tch

[outro]
and i’m the m-th-f-ckin’ best rapper, man
you know, the best rapper
the m-th-f-ckin’ real rock-starter
the prettiest chocolate n-gga alive
best rapper
i’m out
that ain’t dababy, that’s my baby

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