Baby don't stress me (feat. T3vy-T & Bruciie)

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You just wanna party all day
Working the club, they got no love
You got me spending my K's
Shaking it fast, spending my cash
Baby don't, woah, no no
Baby, baby don't you
Mmh, no

Baby don't stress me
I been grinding all day
With my gang all I need
Is you and your bestie
Bring it on bring it on
Give it all to me
Girl you're way too sexy
What you gon do when
I f*ck on your friends on the low
That shit gon happen when
We living life on the road

Baby don't stress me
What's with the questions
Just get on your knees and
Blesse me baby
Gotta say please when you text me
I'm writing my wrongs
You keep testing me
I thought you wanted the best for me I'mma keep writing my destiny
A Ferguson beat so I flex on it yeah
Tell me, when we met
You said you got a man
Now you trynna post me on the gram
I'mma do what I can
I ain't pop no xann
But I'm fly Peter Pan baby
What's a hoe to street nigga
She wanna f*ck me
Cause my dick being bigger
I see the bigger picture
You see stick figures
Oh, she wanna turn me
To a mean nigga
If you keep stressing me
I'mma stop doing that thing
With my waist, uh uh
I'll make you wait
I'll stop doing that thing
With my tongue
If you thought you were the one
My dick game crazy, stupid
Make you think I was friends with cupid
I'll give you flashbacks dreaming lucid
I keep it 100 like Lucy

Baby don't stress me
I been grinding all day
With my gang all I need
Is you and your bestie
Bring it on bring it on
Give it all to me
Girl you're way too sexy
What you gon do when
I f*ck on your friends on the low
That shit gon happen when
We living life on the road

Up on my phone tryna text
Cause she know ain't no body
Gonna give her best sex
When I pull up to the crib undress
Running through my mind
How you lick on my flesh If I hit it
Give your friend a turn next
I might nut it on her chest
If she freaky digest next round
Don't rest, pass it like a test
Had you  talking dirty
Now my room is a mess
I like her cause she freaky
Never catch me never catch me
With your Bestie
Me and my boys never resting
Always on road don't text me

Baby don't, woah, no no
Baby, baby don't you
Mmh, no

Baby don't stress me
I been grinding all day
With my gang all I need
Is you and your bestie
Bring it on bring it on
Give it all to me
Girl you're way too sexy
What you gon do when
I f*ck on your friends on the low
That shit gon happen when
We living life on the road

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Written by: Bruce Chinyanga, Mpumelelo Xaba, Panashe Chinyanga

Lyrics © DistroKid

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