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skilla baby - tay b style (remix) كلمات الأغنية

[intro: sk!lla baby]
huh?
(mia jay c)
merry christmas
happy new year
huh?

[chorus: sk!lla baby]
n_ggas always barkin’ on the ‘net, don’t even be wild
i get in my car to bless my insta’ with a freestyle
walk him down, this a layup, don’t need no rebound
all facts since a lil’ n_gga, this tay b style
my lil’ b_tch don’t want no lacefront, she like leave out
i got money, i got hoes, i don’t need clout
n_ggas always talkin’ crazy ’bout me ’til i beat they ass
i should buy this n_gga mama house, make him leave out
[verse 1: sk!lla baby]
fire bomb the weed house, can’t get no more weed out
i’ll knock your t__th out your mouth and make you bleed out
when i see a n_gga i don’t like, sh_t get violent
’cause i grew up fightin’, hearin’ police sirens
threw the fiends a concert, i got miley cyrus
hustle all day, then spread that money like a virus
huh? all my b_tches twenty_six and up
i heard you got a bbl, can you let me f_ck?
in the hood, i’m on tuck, bein’ broke, that sh_t suck
my new b_tch mixed with stallion and italian, she a mutt
’bout to get rich this year, i can feel it in my gut
tryna escape, but the street sh_t got a hold on me
i look like a beehive, it’s so many hoes on me
my lil’ b_tch love hard, she’ll sell her soul for me
been tryna figure out what to do with all these racks
i don’t take my swipe friends to the gym, them n_ggas hacks
my lil’ b_tch on the g_way, you can catch me in the back
it’s so many officers tryna catch me with a strap
i’m a dog for real, they’ll never catch me in the cat
i’m so quick to tell a b_tch n_gga to pardon my back, hah

[chorus: sk!lla baby]
n_ggas always barkin’ on the ‘net, don’t even be wild
i get in my car to bless my insta’ with a freestyle
walk him down, this a layup, don’t need no rebound
all facts since a lil’ n_gga, this tay b style
my lil’ b_tch don’t want no lacefront, she like leave out
i got money, i got hoes, i don’t need clout
n_ggas always talkin’ crazy ’bout me ’til i beat they ass
i should buy this n_gga mama house and make him leave out
[verse 2: tay b]
yeah, i used to serve n_ggas with the weed, i got fiends now
yeah, i know you used to love this b_tch, she f_ckin’ me now
talkin’ cash sh_t, but you can’t pull a hundred g’s out
headshot, then a body shot, watch him bleed out
n_ggas always talkin’ k!ller sh_t, but don’t be k!llin’ sh_t
she ask me for some money, i’m like, “huh?” i’m on my sk!lla sh_t
robbin’ me, better chance at swallowin’ some cinnamon
i’ll hit that p_ssy all night, but i’m not kissin’ it
naw, i can’t get into it, i am not that intimate
city dried up with all the wock’, i put some trish in it
hit a b_tch, she pullin’ me in, she got grip in it
n_gga, i got real pape’, i am not pandemic rich
huh, n_ggas always talkin’ on the ‘net, ain’t really on sh_t
once i came across some real pape’, i got lil’ bro rich
runnin’ off with a n_gga bag, that’s that broke sh_t
see, i’m that n_gga, they can’t f_ck with me and they know this

[verse 3: sada baby]
in atlanta richer than the falcons, this tay b style
all straps for a lil’ n_gga if we beefed out (huh)
give your b_tch a perc’, she grab my d_ck and spit a freestyle (huh)
any ho don’t like to swallow kids have me creeped out (huh)
firebomb they traphouse, can’t get no more racks now (huh)
can’t sell no more crack now, dwayne johnson, smackdown (huh)
pookie need his fix, but that chris rock got slapped out (huh)
next move ain’t mapped out, ex_b_tch just tapped out
listen, all my b_tches rich and dumb as f_ck, huh
heard your n_gga went to jail like come and suck my nuts, huh
i’m off percocets and they ho tryna turn it up, huh
tryna calm down, but that get hot got a hold on me, huh
i done lied to every b_tch that i can think of
hit ’em with that rerock, but can’t never get no rerun, uh, uh
every ho know who i’m is when they see blood
them n_ggas gangster on the internet, see casada, don’t speak up, duh
[verse 4: east warren buck]
grow the work in oakland, but i just left okc
now i’m out in jersey gettin’ off like i’m kd
all these diamonds on me, now these b_tches think i’m tay b
huh? huh? f_ck you mean? b_tch, this an ap
bustdown, say cheese
get ’em out for thirty_six, i only paid eighteen
that was 2018
double up my chicken, turn a four to an eight_piece
turn my bike into a porsche, we can race, this b_tch a sport
turn your wife into a wh0re, turn my nikes to dior
still plugged in the lex’, them fiends callin’ me for more
opps still sendin’ threats, man, they must ain’t checked the score
at the game courtside, spillin’ liquor on the floor

- skilla baby

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