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dababy – toes lyrics

[chorus: dababy]
my heart so cold i think i’m done with ice (uh, brr)
said if i leave her, she gon’ die
well, b-tch, you done with life (okay)
better not pull up with no knife
’cause i bring guns to fights (boom)
say you got that sack, i got that sack
but ain’t no ones in mine (nope)
and my lil’ b-tch say i’m gettin’ too bougie
i don’t even like dubs in mine (alright)
what i look like with all them twenties? (huh?)
know them hoes like how i’m coming (yeah)
what i look like with all this money? (huh?)
how i look havin’ all these hoes? (uh)
when i crack a smile, white gold (bling)
yeah, i’m talkin’ diamonds, froze (yeah)
came from the bottom, toes (woah, kenny)

[verse 1: dababy]
yeah, backend baby (a hundred)
that’s what they pay me a show (let’s go)
that’s probably some cap in my rap
by the time this sh-t drop, they gon’ pay me some more (uh-huh)
and i can still go back to the trap
send a box, pick it up, make a play at the store
feelings still hurt from when i saved that ho

[verse 2: lil baby]
nope
too raw, dope (yeah)
you know i’m one the one of the g.o.a.t.’s
she let me put it in the back of her throat
walk in the bank with a m in a choke (yeah)
i’m tryna make a deposit
let ’em try play with the money (pow, pow)
shawty gon’ take off your noggin
long as she want it and pick it, i’m buyin’ it
i had the rover for a year, i don’t drive
i get ’em whacked, i don’t advise ’em to try it, yeah
i’m runnin’ sh-t, i ain’t lyin’
i got a backend for one twenty-five
i bought a patek for one eighty-five
this sh-t gettin’ easy at this point

[verse 3: moneybagg yo]
heartless, don’t need a valentine (forever)
i call ’em racks, not bands (why?)
ain’t no rubber band on mine (at all)
i used to be down, down, down, down
waiting on taxes time (f-cked up)
look at me now, now, now, now
they pay me to flex and shine (i’m up, let’s get it)
big speaker like an eighteen inch sub (yeah)
i’m a hundred, you a dub (nothin’)
lookin’ for me, i’m booked up (where you at?)
50 cent, i’m in the club (hey)
diamonds on my earlobe, ice on dyk- (huh?)
one-fifty on studs
rugrat, young n-gga got it out the mud

[chorus: dababy & moneybagg yo]
my heart so cold i think i’m done with ice (uh, brr, big bagg)
said if i leave her, she gon’ die
well, b-tch, you done with life (okay)
better not pull up with no knife
’cause i bring guns to fights (boom)
say you got that sack, i got that sack
but ain’t no ones in mine (nope)
and my lil’ b-tch say i’m gettin’ too bougie
i don’t even like dubs in mine
what i look like with all them twenties? (huh?)
know them hoes like how i’m coming (yeah)
what i look like with all this money? (huh?)
how i look havin’ all these hoes? (uh)
when i crack a smile, white gold (bling)
yeah, i’m talkin’ diamonds, froze (yeah)
came from the bottom, toes

- dababy lyrics

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