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Performed By: Baby Boy
Language: English
Length: 1:27
Written by: Angel Mendez




Baby Boy - RBG Lyrics
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I hate me a hating ass, ugly ass, no getting money ass, can't do nothing ass bitch
I really cant stand when a bitch get to talking
But when it come time, bitches ain't about shit
Hate when a bitch get to chatting and I come through tagging then a bitch get to saying its rigged
Have a bitch scared every time I run down imma have all these bitches out here pissing on they leg
Bitch it's automatic
Bitches know I get dramatic
So I'm pulling up
What we gon do
Do you wanna fight
Play with your life
We can get down but what it's gon prove
Come against the champ
Bitches know I really step
Come on bitch what's the chance that you think I'm gon lose
If you was a problem little baby I'm a scholar so I solve em and I drop em bitches off at the school
I got bitches that ride for me actually
Any time any place
And they all blast for me
Bitch I look good so the bouncer paid the tab for me
Once I walked in it was hard for him to pass on me
Said he got the cash for me
100 on the dash for me
When im in the club DJ turn it to the max for me
No casualties
If I'm killing bitches then it's fatalities
Bitch wipe me down
I know you like the way it sound
You know I like to f*ck for rounds
Can't no bitch come and stop me now
And it's fresh off the printer
Name in bold mother f*cker I'm the winner
Wrist on froze in the summer like winter
I'm a rich bitch goals and that's word to David Beckham
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I hate me a hating ass, ugly ass, no getting money ass, can't do nothing ass bitch
I really cant stand when a bitch get to talking
But when it come time, bitches ain't about shit
Hate when a bitch get to chatting and I come through tagging then a bitch get to saying its rigged
Have a bitch scared every time I run down imma have all these bitches out here pissing on they leg
Bitch it's automatic
Bitches know I get dramatic
So I'm pulling up
What we gon do
Do you wanna fight
Play with your life
We can get down but what it's gon prove
Come against the champ
Bitches know I really step
Come on bitch what's the chance that you think I'm gon lose
If you was a problem little baby I'm a scholar so I solve em and I drop em bitches off at the school
I got bitches that ride for me actually
Any time any place
And they all blast for me
Bitch I look good so the bouncer paid the tab for me
Once I walked in it was hard for him to pass on me
Said he got the cash for me
100 on the dash for me
When im in the club DJ turn it to the max for me
No casualties
If I'm killing bitches then it's fatalities
Bitch wipe me down
I know you like the way it sound
You know I like to f*ck for rounds
Can't no bitch come and stop me now
And it's fresh off the printer
Name in bold mother f*cker I'm the winner
Wrist on froze in the summer like winter
I'm a rich bitch goals and that's word to David Beckham
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Writer: Angel Mendez
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