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activated - babystaydown lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah
hold on (activated)
hold on (hold on)
hold on (hold on)
hold on (hold on)
ha
hold on, haha
yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
f*ck that b*tch then, “peace out” (yeah)
when i f*ck her i pull her weave out (weave out)
i don’t want the meow (no), i only want the mouth, yeah
this b*tch peeped my wrist (my wrist), yeah, now she tryna get, what? what?
now she tryna get rich, yeah, b*tch, just suck this d*ck
h*ll nah, ho, i don’t no kiss (nah)
perc’ in the drank, what a wonderful mix
do whatever i want, this a wonderful b*tch
seven inch stick, we play a bar just like [?]
walked in this b*tch like own it (yeah)
thеse n*ggas bitin’ my swag, tryna clone me (yеah, yeah)
she was ashamed, she wouldn’t admit it
she let me f*ck whenever i want it

[verse]
why i be on it, i be with some rollies
she clappin’ like, “f*ck”, she said she don’t know me
i’m gettin’ to the money, my pockets, they pokin’
i’m gettin’ in your b*tch, your ho, i’ve been poached
trap beat but i’m still gon’ walk through
it weren’t nothin’ to drink, used to use the faucet
now a young n*gga wrist on faucet
b*tch, i’m water, water, water
bad b*tch on the molly, she want me to f*ck but i know she got mileage
drip crazy, sh*t is crazy, gang brazy, gun blazin’
clip full, no safety, p*ssy pull, her sh*t wavy
okay, bool, okay, bool, okay, bool, okay, bool
these n*ggas ass, they need to stop all that rappin’
who the f*ck got they boy in the booth?
step on a n*gga, balenci’ boots, ooh, balenci’ boots
step on a n*gga like top shooter, like top shooter
yeah, i can’t f*ck a b*tch if she don’t know what to do
diamonds in this b*tch, it light up the room
jump in that ho, n*gga go vroom (skrrt)
stand on business? yes, i do (yes, i do)
f*ck these b*tches? yes, i do (yes, i do)
count these digits? yes, i do (yes, i do)
i spent some racks on some tennis shoes
f*ck all that rap, i’ll get on too
i was off the drank, ain’t mean to be rude (i ain’t mean to be rude)
b*tch, i ain’t mean to be rude (i ain’t mean to be rude)
[chorus]
f*ck that b*tch then, “peace out” (yeah)
when i f*ck her i pull her weave out (weave out)
i don’t want the meow (no), i only want the mouth, yeah
this b*tch peeped my wrist (my wrist), yeah, now she tryna get, what? what?
now she tryna get rich, yeah, b*tch, just suck this d*ck
h*ll nah, ho, i don’t no kiss (nah)
perc’ in the drank, what a wonderful mix
do whatever i want, this a wonderful b*tch
seven inch stick, we play a bar just like [?]
walked in this b*tch like own it (yeah)
these n*ggas bitin’ my swag, tryna clone me (yeah, yeah)
she was ashamed, she wouldn’t admit it
she let me f*ck whenever i want it (whenever i want it)

- babystaydown lyrics

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