Baby daddy – Lil Yachty lyrics

Lyrics Lil Yachty –¬†Baby daddy – Lil Yachty

Uh
30, you a fool for this one
Tell your baby daaaddy I’m richer
B***h, I don’t wanna sip liquor, stop tryna puncture my niggas
Just left the club, that s**t was weak, grab me a hoe off the street (huh)
Wait ’till I leave, I’m finna f**k, beat it ’till I fall asleep.
(Lik Yachty – Baby daddy)

Your baby daddy a sucka, ayy, your baby daddy a busta, ayy
Your baby daaaddy so broke, he hit the plug for a free line of coke
I’m thirty deep with the whole gang, pull up, we bringin’ the pain
Fuckin’ a b***h, grabbin’ her throat, poppin’ out all of her veins
Ride a Maybach, not a Mustang, nut on her face, f**k up her bangs
Choke-slam a n***a, like I was Kane, choppa, it sing like Zayn
Shoot out the roof, no aim, shoot out the roof, no aim
I want the guap, you can have fame, I make them blue hunnids sing.

Two choppas with me, I don’t use no pistols
Big, fat Backwood, it look like a missile
My bitches come when I go blow the whistle
Your girl gave me top, and then you gon’ kiss her (damn)
Yeah, I walked in and I’m drippin’, it’s Fiji
Too much ice on me, the doctor come see me (damn)
Niggas hate on me, they wish they could be me (oh s**t)
All my cars foreign and they ain’t got no ceiling (woo)
Blow two hunnid bands at night (yeah)
Show you how I’m livin’ life (ooh!)
F**k five h**s, I ain’t got no wife (damn)
Bust down, on Napoleon Dynamite (yeah)
Glacier on my neck, I don’t need a light
Pour eight in a two liter, I ain’t thinkin’ twice
Smoke twenty blunts, yeah, I’m feelin’ like a fuckin’ kite (brr)
Put my d**k in her, oh s**t, yeah, her p***y tight.

Your baby daaaddy a sucka, ayy, your baby daaaddy a busta, ayy
Your baby daaaddy so broke, he hit the plug for a free line of coke
I’m thirty deep with the gang, pull up, we bringin’ the pain
Fuckin’ a b***h, grabbin’ her throat, poppin’ out all of her veins
Ride a Maybach, not a Mustang, nut on her face, f**k up her bangs
Choke-slam a n***a, like I was Kane, choppa, it sing like Zayn
Shoot out the roof, no aim (brr, brr), shoot out the roof, no aim (hey!)
I want the guap, you can have fame, I made them blue hunnids sing.

I make them blue hunnids talk (talk to me)
Pinky ring white, look like chalk (white)
I got your b***h, I just bossed (bossed)
How much you think in my vault? (How much?)
Chopper with the Pump, he got sauce (brr)
Patek cost a hunnid, oh Lord (Patek gang)
Diamond VVSs, whoa versuri-lyrics.info
My pocket double-stuffed, it overload (overload)
Slidin’ on your b***h in a peacoat (slide)
Super Bowl on my fist, subzero (slide)
Black Bentayga, it’s a emo (woo)
Shootin’ dice in Vegas, shoot a free-throw (whoa)
Bombs in the trap like a C4 (bombs)
F**k her in her mouth, wanna de-load (uhh)
B***h I’m not the sheep, I’m the big G.O.A.T. (G.O.A.T.)
Go and check the peephole.

Your baby daaaddy a sucker, ayy, your baby daaaddy a busta, ayy
Your baby daaaddy so broke (woo, woo, woo, woo), he hit the plug for a free line of coke (hey)
I’m thirty deep with the gang, pull up, we bringin’ the pain (gang, gang, gang)
Fuckin’ a b***h, grabbin’ her throat, poppin’ out all of her veins (we did)
Ride a Maybach, not a Mustang, nut on her face, f**k up her bangs (gah)
Choke-slam a n***a, like I was Kane, choppa, it sing like Zayn (brr)
Shoot out the roof, no aim (brr), shoot out the roof, no aim (brr)
I want the guap, you can have fame (guap, guap, guap), I made them blue hunnids singgg.
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Baby daddy - Lil Yachty
Baby daddy - Lil Yachty

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