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Insytful - Baby, Baby Lyrics



Insytful - Baby, Baby Lyrics




Look here baby I'm not playin any games
I aint hollering at your friends or any dames
Its like blame me-I blame you-actin a fool
Keep it cool-u know little misconceptions
Got u flippin and sendin me in wrong directions
Come off at the mouth and I'm headin west
Make it up between the sheets and who's the best
Sometimes I need protection-cuz ur words killin me
I gotta put it in song format to get ya feelin me
Diggin me now-listenin now-come on girl
U don't just make up you are my world
Now let me tell u a little something
Zapp n Roger and Isley Brothers bumpin
Thats not cuz there's other chicks I wanna be humpin
Its cuz I wanna slap skins and leave ya filled up
I know these sexual tensions been built up...

Now I could talk about caressing ya curves
I could talk about the oils and speak blurbs
To the yuppie suburbs paying to hear it
Im no superman-and ur no wifey no where near it
So don't try and go public talkin that shit
Bitch you can catch the backhand and sit
Open ya ears and get it thru ur fat f*ckin skull
Its null and void-and you aint gettin dick
U musta heard a I was captain save a hoe
Chick you were misinformed so get ya ass on
Its like you keep showing just like my last song
But remember you gotta give me those fifty feet
Regardless if we meet touch rub f*ck-I aint sweet
I'm as sour as year old milk-like ur baby poppin tits
Let me tell u like this-u better start chargin for coppin licks

U talkin a lot of shit and now I'm so confused
This atom bomb you set its gettin defused
It aint my fault u in the backroom gettin used
It aint my fault u bend over to get abused
So please don't come crying to me about it
U love me-hit the rooftops and shout it
But naw-I think you just after one thing
Sorry the wallets empty-and this gone sting
I aint committed to u-sorry to blow ya mind
I mean come on u a dime a dozen I'm one of a kind
So like all the others i'ma show u the door
And this time I wont even call you a whore
Cuz I think its explained in the lyrics I wrote
Since u always got dick in ya mouth u never spoke
So you can hate me forever or be done with it
Or hit the backroom erase ya memory as they double dip it
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Look here baby I'm not playin any games
I aint hollering at your friends or any dames
Its like blame me-I blame you-actin a fool
Keep it cool-u know little misconceptions
Got u flippin and sendin me in wrong directions
Come off at the mouth and I'm headin west
Make it up between the sheets and who's the best
Sometimes I need protection-cuz ur words killin me
I gotta put it in song format to get ya feelin me
Diggin me now-listenin now-come on girl
U don't just make up you are my world
Now let me tell u a little something
Zapp n Roger and Isley Brothers bumpin
Thats not cuz there's other chicks I wanna be humpin
Its cuz I wanna slap skins and leave ya filled up
I know these sexual tensions been built up...

Now I could talk about caressing ya curves
I could talk about the oils and speak blurbs
To the yuppie suburbs paying to hear it
Im no superman-and ur no wifey no where near it
So don't try and go public talkin that shit
Bitch you can catch the backhand and sit
Open ya ears and get it thru ur fat f*ckin skull
Its null and void-and you aint gettin dick
U musta heard a I was captain save a hoe
Chick you were misinformed so get ya ass on
Its like you keep showing just like my last song
But remember you gotta give me those fifty feet
Regardless if we meet touch rub f*ck-I aint sweet
I'm as sour as year old milk-like ur baby poppin tits
Let me tell u like this-u better start chargin for coppin licks

U talkin a lot of shit and now I'm so confused
This atom bomb you set its gettin defused
It aint my fault u in the backroom gettin used
It aint my fault u bend over to get abused
So please don't come crying to me about it
U love me-hit the rooftops and shout it
But naw-I think you just after one thing
Sorry the wallets empty-and this gone sting
I aint committed to u-sorry to blow ya mind
I mean come on u a dime a dozen I'm one of a kind
So like all the others i'ma show u the door
And this time I wont even call you a whore
Cuz I think its explained in the lyrics I wrote
Since u always got dick in ya mouth u never spoke
So you can hate me forever or be done with it
Or hit the backroom erase ya memory as they double dip it
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Writer: Cristoval Juarez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Insytful
Language: English
Length: 3:48
Written by: Cristoval Juarez

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