Come here for a second
Lil baby I'm trynna tell you sum
See that dolla I just gave you
Turn it to a hunnid (Uh)
I could get you famous
I could get you money (Uh)
I could give you back a reason to stop actin funny (Uh)
I don't really want that bitch shit
Big lip shit (Uh)
You a big girl an
I'm about my buisness (Uh)
You the reason I just get the beat and rip shit
You a 9 inside my mind
But honestly I'm on my 10 shit (Uh)
I promise you that when I'm poppin
These bitches gone want my pocket
They actin so outta pocket
They trippin, but never fallin
I go an check my shoe lace
They undid my shoe lace
Aye, come here for a second
Lil baby I'm trynna tell you sum
I just wanna say that I'm sorry
An I might a need hug
I know we jus trippin
I think I might need a drug
Or maybe a couple hunnid
What you think is best for the future
If there's a me an you
I can see us now
Holdin hands inside the Bentley coupe
You can have a makeup mirror
Size it up to match the beaut
Baby you a baby boo
Could be my baby too
I got some Nikes on my feet
I'm tired of livin repeated
The memories they retreat
My demons feelin defeated
I put them hoes on my plate
A week an I ain't even eatin
The creepy feelins been creepin
The side effects, jus been sleepin
I got some Nikes on my feet
I'm tired of livin repeated
The memories they retreat
My demons feelin defeated
I put them hoes on my plate
A week an I ain't even eatin
The creepy feelins been creepin
The side effects, jus been sleepin
Come here for a second
Lil baby I'm trynna tell you sum
See that dolla I just gave you
Turn it to a hunnid (Uh)
I could get you famous
I could get you money (Uh)
I could give you back a reason to stop actin funny (Uh)
Aye, come here for a second
Lil baby I'm trynna tell you sum
I just wanna say that I'm sorry
An I might a need hug
I know we jus trippin
I think I might need a drug
Or maybe a couple hunnid
Nikes on my feet yeah
I'm f*ckin with this beat yeah
She hopped up in rotation an
We put her on repeat yeah
Shows about to start
You can go and have a seat yeah
Tape comin soon
I just hope it don't get leaked yeah
Life is just a mountain
And you know that bitch is steep yeah
Bitches slidin through
And you know that we don't sleep yeah
You all up in the messages
You lookin like a creep yeah
She all up in my sheets
And she workin like a freak yeah
She rollin off that Molly
I think she bout to peak yeah
We ain't partin like we Dolly
I'm all that, that bitch need yeah
Come here
For a second
Lil baby I been trynna tell you sum (Uh)
See that dolla
I can give you everything
That you really ever wanted (Uh)
I be smokin
On the woods
Goddamn, boy we really get to stuntin (Uh)
All my brothers
Ain't playin with the shit
Boy they really get to uppin (Uh)
Stinky Pete - Poppin'! (feat. Jayrich) Lyrics
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Come here for a second
Lil baby I'm trynna tell you sum
See that dolla I just gave you
Turn it to a hunnid (Uh)
I could get you famous
I could get you money (Uh)
I could give you back a reason to stop actin funny (Uh)
I don't really want that bitch shit
Big lip shit (Uh)
You a big girl an
I'm about my buisness (Uh)
You the reason I just get the beat and rip shit
You a 9 inside my mind
But honestly I'm on my 10 shit (Uh)
I promise you that when I'm poppin
These bitches gone want my pocket
They actin so outta pocket
They trippin, but never fallin
I go an check my shoe lace
They undid my shoe lace
Aye, come here for a second
Lil baby I'm trynna tell you sum
I just wanna say that I'm sorry
An I might a need hug
I know we jus trippin
I think I might need a drug
Or maybe a couple hunnid
What you think is best for the future
If there's a me an you
I can see us now
Holdin hands inside the Bentley coupe
You can have a makeup mirror
Size it up to match the beaut
Baby you a baby boo
Could be my baby too
I got some Nikes on my feet
I'm tired of livin repeated
The memories they retreat
My demons feelin defeated
I put them hoes on my plate
A week an I ain't even eatin
The creepy feelins been creepin
The side effects, jus been sleepin
I got some Nikes on my feet
I'm tired of livin repeated
The memories they retreat
My demons feelin defeated
I put them hoes on my plate
A week an I ain't even eatin
The creepy feelins been creepin
The side effects, jus been sleepin
Come here for a second
Lil baby I'm trynna tell you sum
See that dolla I just gave you
Turn it to a hunnid (Uh)
I could get you famous
I could get you money (Uh)
I could give you back a reason to stop actin funny (Uh)
Aye, come here for a second
Lil baby I'm trynna tell you sum
I just wanna say that I'm sorry
An I might a need hug
I know we jus trippin
I think I might need a drug
Or maybe a couple hunnid
Nikes on my feet yeah
I'm f*ckin with this beat yeah
She hopped up in rotation an
We put her on repeat yeah
Shows about to start
You can go and have a seat yeah
Tape comin soon
I just hope it don't get leaked yeah
Life is just a mountain
And you know that bitch is steep yeah
Bitches slidin through
And you know that we don't sleep yeah
You all up in the messages
You lookin like a creep yeah
She all up in my sheets
And she workin like a freak yeah
She rollin off that Molly
I think she bout to peak yeah
We ain't partin like we Dolly
I'm all that, that bitch need yeah
Come here
For a second
Lil baby I been trynna tell you sum (Uh)
See that dolla
I can give you everything
That you really ever wanted (Uh)
I be smokin
On the woods
Goddamn, boy we really get to stuntin (Uh)
All my brothers
Ain't playin with the shit
Boy they really get to uppin (Uh)
Lil baby I'm trynna tell you sum
See that dolla I just gave you
Turn it to a hunnid (Uh)
I could get you famous
I could get you money (Uh)
I could give you back a reason to stop actin funny (Uh)
I don't really want that bitch shit
Big lip shit (Uh)
You a big girl an
I'm about my buisness (Uh)
You the reason I just get the beat and rip shit
You a 9 inside my mind
But honestly I'm on my 10 shit (Uh)
I promise you that when I'm poppin
These bitches gone want my pocket
They actin so outta pocket
They trippin, but never fallin
I go an check my shoe lace
They undid my shoe lace
Aye, come here for a second
Lil baby I'm trynna tell you sum
I just wanna say that I'm sorry
An I might a need hug
I know we jus trippin
I think I might need a drug
Or maybe a couple hunnid
What you think is best for the future
If there's a me an you
I can see us now
Holdin hands inside the Bentley coupe
You can have a makeup mirror
Size it up to match the beaut
Baby you a baby boo
Could be my baby too
I got some Nikes on my feet
I'm tired of livin repeated
The memories they retreat
My demons feelin defeated
I put them hoes on my plate
A week an I ain't even eatin
The creepy feelins been creepin
The side effects, jus been sleepin
I got some Nikes on my feet
I'm tired of livin repeated
The memories they retreat
My demons feelin defeated
I put them hoes on my plate
A week an I ain't even eatin
The creepy feelins been creepin
The side effects, jus been sleepin
Come here for a second
Lil baby I'm trynna tell you sum
See that dolla I just gave you
Turn it to a hunnid (Uh)
I could get you famous
I could get you money (Uh)
I could give you back a reason to stop actin funny (Uh)
Aye, come here for a second
Lil baby I'm trynna tell you sum
I just wanna say that I'm sorry
An I might a need hug
I know we jus trippin
I think I might need a drug
Or maybe a couple hunnid
Nikes on my feet yeah
I'm f*ckin with this beat yeah
She hopped up in rotation an
We put her on repeat yeah
Shows about to start
You can go and have a seat yeah
Tape comin soon
I just hope it don't get leaked yeah
Life is just a mountain
And you know that bitch is steep yeah
Bitches slidin through
And you know that we don't sleep yeah
You all up in the messages
You lookin like a creep yeah
She all up in my sheets
And she workin like a freak yeah
She rollin off that Molly
I think she bout to peak yeah
We ain't partin like we Dolly
I'm all that, that bitch need yeah
Come here
For a second
Lil baby I been trynna tell you sum (Uh)
See that dolla
I can give you everything
That you really ever wanted (Uh)
I be smokin
On the woods
Goddamn, boy we really get to stuntin (Uh)
All my brothers
Ain't playin with the shit
Boy they really get to uppin (Uh)
Writer: Gavin Bordelon, James Rich
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid