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hood star - babyface ray lyrics

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[intro]
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[verse 1: babyface ray]
watch that love turn to hate, i’m getting money, b*tches call me fake
think these n*ggas mad, plotting on me, wanna take my place
i keep stuffing woods back to back, til i can’t feel my face
i just drunk an eight, i don’t even know how i’ma wake
i ain’t scared to die, as i look the devil in his face
n*gga, i ain’t cried since birth, when mama named me ray
n*gga, f*ck the fame, i want the pay, i ain’t come to play
sipping ac, letting ones fly, b*tch, it’s purple rain
i don’t know which ho to f*ck, my pendent is full of chunks
before i did an interview, entourage was full of thugs
i ain’t know what to say, prеpping myself for a plug
i ain’t seen [?], ’cause n*gga, i be sеlling drugs
i might sign a couple lil n*ggas for a pare of buffs
got it out the dirt, eh, snoop, they can’t compare to us
f*ck my ho, let me f*ck your ho, we be sharing sl*ts
f*ck you n*ggas, f*ck you playing for, get your money up

[chorus: babyface ray]
all i know is move the bag
all i know, we do the math
man, i don’t know which ho to f*ck
no, i don’t know which whip to grab
man, i don’t know which watch to wear
i rock the lubes or the louis pare
all i know, is the sh*t ain’t fair
man, all i know, is this sh*t ain’t fair
[verse 2: team eastside snoop]
i don’t know what watch to wear, i don’t know what b*tch to f*ck
really, i don’t give a f*ck, b*tch, because i’m rich as f*ck
fifty bands ain’t sh*t to us, big face, that b*tch is bust
ice buffs tinted up, n*gga, get your digits up
rolling up like [?] i’ma get money anyway
me and ray like kid and play
pull up on a b*tch and skate
iced up off drug money, b*tch, i got that blood money
b*tch don’t get no love from me, [?] to my tummy
all i know is move the bag, hit the club and do my dance
hop off in the coupe and smash, [?] do the math
b*tch, i got that color money, and i got that other money
all my n*ggas touching money, got it wrapped up like a mummy
b*tch

[chorus: babyface ray]
all i know is move the bag
all i know, we do the math
man, i don’t know which ho to f*ck
no, i don’t know which whip to grab
man, i don’t know which watch to wear
i rock the lubes or the louis pare
all i know, is the sh*t ain’t fair
man, all i know, is this sh*t ain’t fair

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