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pressa - baby girl lyrics

[intro]
ah
pressa, pressa

[chorus]
baby girl, baby girl
all these pretty hands but yours is what i held
is it true i rock your city and your world
is it true you rock my diamonds with your pearls
baby girl, baby girl
all these pretty hands but yours is what i held
is it true i rock your city and your world
is it true you rock my diamonds with your pearls

[verse 1]
baby girl, baby girl
why take my chain just to show off with your girls?
when i’m sleeping i swear you do more then curl
you love me more than my chain i couldn’t tell
you wanted pictures, i kind of figured
you want take pictures with my chain ’cause mine is bigger
she want no broke boy
she wants the bester
so much clocking that i failed my last semester
k!ll us with you sold
i’m just getting more dough (way more dough)
i just tipped a half a brick to uno
all up in her stomach
she feel like she on pluto
she want a boss so
i came in hugo (boss)

[verse 2]
oh baby, yeah, yeah
oh baby, yeah, yeah
so no one in, yeah, yeah
i just tell her, yeah, yeah, yeah
my chain 3 hunnid grams
happy like garbage bags
i bought a promise ring
and i don’t want it back
and she so selfish
she want it all in me
i get a lot of girls
baby girl don’t flatter me
don’t know nothing ’bout life
she failed biology
my diamond’s vs
my apology
’cause when i pull up on boys
look like they yawner
and i got designer shoes looking like they jordans
i feel important
fly like aaron gordon
endorsin’
chasing robert bordens

[outro]
baby girl, baby girl
baby, baby, baby, baby
baby girl, baby girl
ah
uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
pressa

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