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lord len - #1 baby  lyrics

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(aaahhh)
[chorus]
aah
he said i’m his number 1 baby
he love how i’m popping my sh+t going up throw it back yeah it’s driving him crazy
aaah yes
he said i’m the best and they not
he give me a bag and say do what i want
make it stretch and i’m adding it up
checks
i get a lot of those
b+tches they broke and fall off like they dominos
i got a mansion can fill it with lots of hoes
yeah i’m too sick i ain’t talking no common cold
aah
aaah
choo
these b+tches can’t do what i do
imma say what i want i came up talking rude
give a f+ck bout a b+tch or her crew

[verse]
talking my sh+t and they ain’t doing nothing
i walk in the party start acting a fool (aaahhh)
b+tch we ain’t cool
so don’t get it confused
get what i want i ain’t f+cking with you
wanna play games well then b+tch imma play
imma win
so makе sure that you ready to lose
big body b+tch you can’t fit in a coupе
coming for me when you built like a dude
you can get hit in the chest
or get hit in the face
or the b+tt
or get hit in the b00b
f+ck all you b+tches you ain’t down to ride
so it’s me h+llo kitty my purse and my tool
you want a cookie for selling that p+ssy to get you a meal and your baby some food? (aaahhaa)
b+tch you a bum and i’m richer than you
up in the north but the south down to shoot
grah grah boom
pull up and we breaking the rules
touch down in your city then i hit my phone
to check in
say what up to the goons
grah grah boom
i’m letting it blow like a flute (pah)
drop me a song then go up to the moon
it go up when i hop in the booth
aaahh
[chorus]
aaahh
he said i’m his number 1 baby
he love how i’m popping my sh+t going up throw it back yeah it’s driving him crazy
aaah yes
he said i’m the best and they not
he give me a bag and say do what i want
make it stretch and i’m adding it up
checks
i get a lot of those
b+tches they broke and fall off like they dominos
i got a mansion can fill it with lots of hoes
yeah i’m too sick i ain’t talking no common cold
aah
aaah
choo
these b+tches can’t do what i do
imma say what i want i came up talking rude
give a f+ck bout a b+tch or her crew
aah

(aaahhhhh)



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