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lirik lagu waitress – dababy

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yeah, uh
that ain’t the baby, that’s my baby
i’ma let the beat build on this one
get that baby off the street
man, f*ck all these n*ggas hatin’ on me
yesterday, i f*cked a waitress
i came outside with my plate, she was waitin’ on me
b*tch
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

yeah, man, f*ck all these n*ggas hatin’ on me (yeah)
yesterday, i f*cked a waitress
i came outside with my plate, she was waitin’ on me (uh)
and y’all ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh*t
she be tellin’ me to smile when she ride my d*ck
young n*gga goin’ wild, keep bеggin’ for a hit
he be sayin’: don’t argue, big bruh, put somе paper on it (go)

n*ggas worryin’ ’bout who greater
these n*ggas barely be makin’ a play*in
i’m in the playoffs, i brought ya’ bae in
hoe*ass n*ggas goin’ out like the lakers, haters
hatin’ n*gga keep lookin’, rookie
i’m pullin’ up like booker, p*ssy
put that sh*t on my back like a throwback
play with me ’cause i rap, get a toe tag
yeah, n*gga, i’m havin’ more racks
this sh*t on the floor like a doormat
yeah, we gon’ f*ck on the floor, she gon’ throw back
yeah, ’bout to pull out a wig, need some more tracks
what i paid for the crib, n*gga, don’t ask
just know that i own it, n*gga, glock with a switch
out with your b*tch, f*ck around with me, be ready
i’m tellin’ you, i’m on it, n*gga
(it’s baby, they better be ready, i’m tellin’ you)

man, f*ck all these n*ggas hatin’ on me (yeah)
yesterday, i f*cked the waitress
i came outside at my place, she was waitin’ on me (let’s go)
and y’all ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh*t, she be tellin’ me to smile when she ride my d*ck (yeah)
young n*gga goin’ wild, keep beggin’ for a hit
he be sayin’: don’t argue, big bro, put some paper on me (woo, woo, woo, woo, go)

y’all n*ggas better be ready for me
you ain’t gotta be scared, just be ready (b*tch)
dmx done played in belly (yeah)
i got that heat out, i go home armageddon (yeah)
i ain’t too rich to eat leftovers
just told my b*m to heat up a plate of spaghetti
i tried to back up the maybach
but it was too close to the lambo’, the sh*t didn’t let me (eh, eh, eh)
i got my fire in my right pocket (fah)
i got my rod in my left pocket (i got that, ooh)
i’m not no boy, i’m gon’ step harder (yeah)
beat yo’ lil’ ass like yo’ stepfather (go)
i’m on the road, b*tch, i’m way better (way)
i f*ck the same hoes as floyd mayweather (uh)
i hop on the road and go make cheddar
she ate my pole ’cause i taste better
like, mm*mm*mm, n*gga

man, f*ck all these n*ggas hatin’ on me (yeah)
yesterday, i f*cked a waitress
i came outside with my plate, she was waitin’ on me (let’s go)
and y’all ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh*t
she be tellin’ me to smile when she ride my d*ck (yeah)
young n*gga goin’ wild, keep beggin’ for a hit
he be sayin’: don’t argue, big bruh, put some paper on it (woo, woo, woo, woo, go)

b*tch, huh
f*ck all these n*ggas hatin’ on me
go
boom, boom, boom, boom
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