She want my baby doe
Because she heard me on the radio
But i'm her favorite doe
Sheen f*ckin with my latest hoe
Yeah she gotta Nigga
Gave me throat before he made it home
Talking shit about my music but I bet you play this song
He gotta blunt in the oven
And i'm like f*ck it i'm stunting
Bitch Im the big bad wolf, I Be huffing and puffing
I gotta come up on something
Because my cousins is struggling
Ain't no company coming
I feel like Macaulay Culkin
Because i'm home alone
Rolling up that Hulk Hogan, he be smoking strong
Used to get allowance from grandma, and my uncle stole
Money grow on trees nigga look and my shit overgrown
Used to get accused when I walk inside the corner store
Summer 20 mines, I see lies In disguise
Ain no county fair I got my eyes on the prize
Man I knew I wasn't shit, I had side for my side
And it's Suavaee on the cob the way she slob on my knob
I just pulled up in the casper with boo
Back massage then i'm smashing my masseuse
My niggas starving I can't ration all the food
Yeah nigga f*ck you, why you acting like we cool?
She want my baby doe
Because she heard me on the radio
But i'm her favorite doe
Sheen f*ckin with my latest hoe
Yeah she gotta Nigga
Gave me throat before he made it home
Talking shit about my music but I bet you play this song
Eat up the beat like i'm at Golden Corral
You just hold me back, girl you not holding me down
I been running f*ckin shit since I was 12 nigga
Putting out heat, my ex told me go to hell nigga
All them Diamonds round my neck and thats them VVSs
Luh bitch I grew in the hood watching PBS Kids
All this green up in my wallet like i'm vegan and shit
And I ain't bragging my new better than my previous bitch
And boy I'm on the road
And I got some B's with double D's but I'm on a roll
Cause i'm getting paper watch em fold just like a folder fold
Left a white bitch on read & she blue just like a police strobe
Pull up in the coupe you can say she caught the holy ghost
Summer 20 mines, I see lies In disguise
Most rappers really outdated, Im in my prime
Man I knew wasn't shit I had side for my side
And it's Suavaee on the Cob the way she slob on my knob
She want my baby doe
Because she heard me on the radio
But i'm her favorite doe
Sheen f*ckin with my latest hoe
Yeah she gotta Nigga
Gave me throat before he made it home
Talking was shit about my music bet you play this song
She want my baby doe
Cuz i'm that nigga she already know
I hope y'all ready doe
I'm going up
Just like a credit score
I'm finna Serve my purpose then a nigga gone be headed home
Talking shit about my music but I bet you play this song
Suavaee - Baby Doe Lyrics
Suavaee - Baby Doe Lyrics
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She want my baby doe
Because she heard me on the radio
But i'm her favorite doe
Sheen f*ckin with my latest hoe
Yeah she gotta Nigga
Gave me throat before he made it home
Talking shit about my music but I bet you play this song
He gotta blunt in the oven
And i'm like f*ck it i'm stunting
Bitch Im the big bad wolf, I Be huffing and puffing
I gotta come up on something
Because my cousins is struggling
Ain't no company coming
I feel like Macaulay Culkin
Because i'm home alone
Rolling up that Hulk Hogan, he be smoking strong
Used to get allowance from grandma, and my uncle stole
Money grow on trees nigga look and my shit overgrown
Used to get accused when I walk inside the corner store
Summer 20 mines, I see lies In disguise
Ain no county fair I got my eyes on the prize
Man I knew I wasn't shit, I had side for my side
And it's Suavaee on the cob the way she slob on my knob
I just pulled up in the casper with boo
Back massage then i'm smashing my masseuse
My niggas starving I can't ration all the food
Yeah nigga f*ck you, why you acting like we cool?
She want my baby doe
Because she heard me on the radio
But i'm her favorite doe
Sheen f*ckin with my latest hoe
Yeah she gotta Nigga
Gave me throat before he made it home
Talking shit about my music but I bet you play this song
Eat up the beat like i'm at Golden Corral
You just hold me back, girl you not holding me down
I been running f*ckin shit since I was 12 nigga
Putting out heat, my ex told me go to hell nigga
All them Diamonds round my neck and thats them VVSs
Luh bitch I grew in the hood watching PBS Kids
All this green up in my wallet like i'm vegan and shit
And I ain't bragging my new better than my previous bitch
And boy I'm on the road
And I got some B's with double D's but I'm on a roll
Cause i'm getting paper watch em fold just like a folder fold
Left a white bitch on read & she blue just like a police strobe
Pull up in the coupe you can say she caught the holy ghost
Summer 20 mines, I see lies In disguise
Most rappers really outdated, Im in my prime
Man I knew wasn't shit I had side for my side
And it's Suavaee on the Cob the way she slob on my knob
She want my baby doe
Because she heard me on the radio
But i'm her favorite doe
Sheen f*ckin with my latest hoe
Yeah she gotta Nigga
Gave me throat before he made it home
Talking was shit about my music bet you play this song
She want my baby doe
Cuz i'm that nigga she already know
I hope y'all ready doe
I'm going up
Just like a credit score
I'm finna Serve my purpose then a nigga gone be headed home
Talking shit about my music but I bet you play this song
Because she heard me on the radio
But i'm her favorite doe
Sheen f*ckin with my latest hoe
Yeah she gotta Nigga
Gave me throat before he made it home
Talking shit about my music but I bet you play this song
He gotta blunt in the oven
And i'm like f*ck it i'm stunting
Bitch Im the big bad wolf, I Be huffing and puffing
I gotta come up on something
Because my cousins is struggling
Ain't no company coming
I feel like Macaulay Culkin
Because i'm home alone
Rolling up that Hulk Hogan, he be smoking strong
Used to get allowance from grandma, and my uncle stole
Money grow on trees nigga look and my shit overgrown
Used to get accused when I walk inside the corner store
Summer 20 mines, I see lies In disguise
Ain no county fair I got my eyes on the prize
Man I knew I wasn't shit, I had side for my side
And it's Suavaee on the cob the way she slob on my knob
I just pulled up in the casper with boo
Back massage then i'm smashing my masseuse
My niggas starving I can't ration all the food
Yeah nigga f*ck you, why you acting like we cool?
She want my baby doe
Because she heard me on the radio
But i'm her favorite doe
Sheen f*ckin with my latest hoe
Yeah she gotta Nigga
Gave me throat before he made it home
Talking shit about my music but I bet you play this song
Eat up the beat like i'm at Golden Corral
You just hold me back, girl you not holding me down
I been running f*ckin shit since I was 12 nigga
Putting out heat, my ex told me go to hell nigga
All them Diamonds round my neck and thats them VVSs
Luh bitch I grew in the hood watching PBS Kids
All this green up in my wallet like i'm vegan and shit
And I ain't bragging my new better than my previous bitch
And boy I'm on the road
And I got some B's with double D's but I'm on a roll
Cause i'm getting paper watch em fold just like a folder fold
Left a white bitch on read & she blue just like a police strobe
Pull up in the coupe you can say she caught the holy ghost
Summer 20 mines, I see lies In disguise
Most rappers really outdated, Im in my prime
Man I knew wasn't shit I had side for my side
And it's Suavaee on the Cob the way she slob on my knob
She want my baby doe
Because she heard me on the radio
But i'm her favorite doe
Sheen f*ckin with my latest hoe
Yeah she gotta Nigga
Gave me throat before he made it home
Talking was shit about my music bet you play this song
She want my baby doe
Cuz i'm that nigga she already know
I hope y'all ready doe
I'm going up
Just like a credit score
I'm finna Serve my purpose then a nigga gone be headed home
Talking shit about my music but I bet you play this song
Writer: Jacob Williams
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid