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like mitch - babystaydown lyrics

[chorus]
these lil’ n*ggas ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh*t
b*tch, i’m ballin’, get the money like—
b*tch, i’m ballin’, get the money like mitch
get up close, hit him all in his sh*t
n*gga got hit in his sh*t
don’t push up tryna check me, n*gga
f*ck your gang, n*gga, that where i’m at
thirty clip hang out the motherf*ckin’ glock’s
sweep a n*gga off his feet, lil’ boy, we got switch
he cannot go on this l!ck, ’cause i already know he will switch, that boy is a b*tch
green tip .556, how many n*ggas done died from it?
how many n*ggas done died and sh*t?

[verse]
f*ck ’round, call for a stick, i drop a piece in that b*tch
now that b*tch fully hittin’, then you get smacked in your sh*t
lil’ boy, you a b*tch, you already know what we did
these n*ggas chasin’ clout, said he f*ckin’ my b*tch
stupid n*ggas just cap on they d*ck
tape a extra thirty on that drac’, on they block, thirty minutes
i don’t givе a f*ck, i know they hate, but, b*tch, i’m still winnin’
i just told that ho, “it’s all good, i’m on to new bеginnings”
i promise to get us all rich but it’s gon’ take a minute
when she get home she call me, say she ain’t f*cked in a minute
there’s a lot of people that love, it’s a small percentage (yeah, yeah)
she don’t know when i’m pullin’ up, so she already naked
ask me what’s in my cup, i don’t know, b*tch, i just drink it
it had me liftin’ up, pull up, put a stick on everybody, give it up
facecard a ten and this b*tch got a lil’ body
and she brought a friend, i got bro right here beside me
girl, know i can’t tell ’em sh*t, i’m committed to silence
if you see me, know i got two glock’s and bro beside me
we promote the violence
[chorus]
these lil’ n*ggas ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh*t
b*tch, i’m ballin’, get the money like—
b*tch, i’m ballin’, get the money like mitch
get up close, hit him all in his sh*t
n*gga got hit in his sh*t
don’t push up tryna check me, n*gga
f*ck your gang, n*gga, that where i’m at
thirty clip hang out the motherf*ckin’ glock’s
sweep a n*gga off his feet, lil’ boy, we got switch
he cannot go on this l!ck, ’cause i already know he will switch, that boy is a b*tch
green tip .556, how many n*ggas done died from it?
how many n*ggas done died and sh*t?

- babystaydown lyrics

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