That ain't the baby

That's my baby

I was just twenty-two inside the condo

Got way too hot I put the beamer up

I had the yellow 745 with rims and my lil' bro had the Beamer truck

My niece's get good grades I take em shopping for outfits and tell 'em to keep it up

Then I hit the backstreet and pick your *****

Up and bent her over and beat her up

Ugh

Your ***** is a dog need a leash or sum

Rrrr

She Suckin' on me like a leech or sum

Ugh

I Just sent her home in a cab

Get on

I told the Arab keep the meter running

Yah

I run thru he's and get rid of 'em

Get rid of 'em

**** all my haters I **** on em

And he say that he want some pounds

Oh yeah

I pulled up on him with like ten of em

My name hold weight with a lot of ******

Weight

I got so much weight I could sit on it

Ah

I turn good girls into freaks

Freak

When they give me head make 'em spit on it

**** all my haters I **** on em

I **** the same he's used to **** on me

Ah

And I'll slap the **** out a lil' *****

*****

And I make him go get his big homie

Ah

My ***** dangerous and he need to work on his anger but that's still my ***** tho

My ****** so real that if I was a ***** then they woulda robbed me couple years ago

Ah ha

I'm chillin' with my baby mama wit' a big .40 eating a big bowl of cereal

Boom

Just got in a argument she brought me frosted flakes I thought I asked her for cheerios

I was just twenty-two inside the condo

Got way too hot I put the beamer up

I had the yellow seven forty- five with rims and my lil' bruh had the beamer truck

My niece's get good grades I take em shopping for outfits and tell 'em to keep it up

Then I hit the backstreet and pick your *****

Up and bent her over and beat her up

Ugh

Ugh ugh ugh ugh