Dassit
Babyboy, Joe Flow, & Mimi the Problem
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Ayo Mimi Yoo Ay Ay lets work on some shit Yea man we gotta get Babyboy on this shit Oh yea yea yea yea yea Ayo Babyboy Yea Yea Lets get it I cook it up like Gordon Diamonds jumpin like Jordan In the club im pouring while valet bring up the foreign In this bitch no warrant Eat it up no warning I’m the real you forging I’m that baby, no abortion I cut up like a surgeon I’m tighter than a virgin Alarming , bitch I’m urgent I’m clean like dish detergent I know I’m it im certain I’m in my bag , A Birkin Jump on it just to murk it I be out here catching murders And Joe know I could spit Mimi know I’m the shit My nigga like it better when I’m spitting on the dick Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Babyboy I’ll take it from here Shit, Aight I go by Joe Flow If you want static, then bitch ima shock ya A lot of y’all so called rappers need Oscar I keep it brief, I’m not a boxer You f*ck with me you gon be sleep with lobsters Stay kickin rhymes, like it was soccer All of y’all smurfs, I am Big Poppa You the type to chop it with coppers My niggas will chop you up with the choppa Just popped a pill, feel like Mike Posner Bitch I put in hours like a doctor Lil mama dance on the dick like it’s salsa Leave her ass drippin like she in a sauna Babyboy, Joe Flow, & Mimi the Problem Three Puerto Ricans , we really a problem I will not budge that’s word to your honor You cannot judge cuz your word has no honor Yea , yea, bitch ass nigga I ain’t even much gon say nothin no more Ayo Mimi come here real fast, handle my lightweight for me, yea I got you woe Tell them hoes I ain’t finished yet I might’ve let up my foot but I ain’t take it off they necks You tryna push buttons, bitch I could never be pressed You could hate my guts, bet you won’t get it off yo chest Been a threat My face gate like a prison They two face like a prism They provoke you, then play victim Won’t say this again, so listen I can’t slip like permission Yo sauce dry like a biscuit I could smoke you like a brisket But see i'm too bout my business Feed em crumbs like they pigeons Doing numbers on them digits Snake print on me got me feeling viscous, so delicious If I had a dick it’d be the one ya momma sucked I know my mouth reckless and I don’t give a f*ck OH DASSIT?
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Written by: Angel Mendez, Joseph Marrero, Mariah Toscano
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