lightskinkeisha - baby fatha lyrics
[intro]
(tre trax, i think we got one, haha)
(it’s trax season bruh)
[chorus]
i’m a rich n+gga dreams, get your funds up (get your funds up)
slim waist, b+tch, i get that from my mama (from my mama)
big spender, mix celine with the prada
i make a rich n+gga into baby fathers (rich)
i make a rich n+gga into baby fathers (rich)
and if he ain’t gettin’ to it, that’s a problem (that’s a problem)
new celine and mcqueen, give me prada (drip)
i make a rich n+gga into baby fathers (hoo)
[verse 1]
i make ’em spend it, yeah
give it to ’em, yeah
big tipper, yeah (hoo)
real b+tch, yeah
hit a split on the d+ck (on the d+ck)
leavе my taste on his tongue, i love to lеt him l!ck
how many l!cks do it take? bae, i love to cum quick (ooh)
feed me prada, i’ll call you dada, i need them commas
private jet to bahamas, don’t need no condoms (outta there)
throw it back in my bonnet, how you want it? (hoo)
type of b+tch to suck your soul out and meet your mama
[pre+chorus]
if you a rich n+gga, show me where them racks at (where them racks at?)
cute face, slim waist and that ass fat (and that ass fat)
i won’t dare go back and forth with a nat nat (the f+ck?)
where that bag at? tell him “send that cash app”
[chorus]
i’m a rich n+gga dreams, get your funds up (get your funds up)
slim waist, b+tch, i get that from my mama (from my mama)
big spender, mix celine with the prada
i make a rich n+gga into baby fathers (rich)
i make a rich n+gga into baby fathers (rich)
and if he ain’t gettin’ to it, that’s a problem (that’s a problem)
new celine and mcqueen, give me prada (drip)
i make a rich n+gga into baby fathers (hoo)
[verse 2]
i make him pop tags, make him cop that like “where you shop at?”
where the rocks at? tell your jeweler where you bought that (ice)
got a fat cat, garfield if you spend (spend)
i got assets, throw it back and bring ’em in (bring ’em in)
i’m a dime b+tch, where it’s at? i need a ten
i hear the chat chat, they copy that, i’m settin’ trends (hoo)
i play his front side, the only back i want is ends
i’m a g with a wagon, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout the benz
[pre+chorus]
if you a rich n+gga, show me where them racks at (where them racks at?)
cute face, slim waist and that ass fat (and that ass fat)
i won’t dare go back and forth with a nat nat (the f+ck?)
where that bag at? tell him “send that cash app”
[chorus]
i’m a rich n+gga dreams, get your funds up (get your funds up)
slim waist, b+tch, i get that from my mama (from my mama)
big spender, mix celine with the prada
i make a rich n+gga into baby fathers (rich)
i make a rich n+gga into baby fathers (rich)
and if he ain’t gettin’ to it, that’s a problem (that’s a problem)
new celine and mcqueen, give me prada (drip)
i make a rich n+gga into baby fathers (hoo)
[outro]
(tre trax, i think we got one, haha)
(it’s trax season bruh)
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