Search results for 'my baby by pieter t' Page #7,584

say I'm buggin', I'm doin' too much
Baby, you niggas ain't doin' enough
Need to get back and it's gon' be severe
Wasting my head is the one that I fear

Tell me more about me, you, us
Tell me you love me, baby
More than I trust
And I just want to know
How do you feel about us
Right now?

I don't

Every day I wake up, break a mirror till we make up
Fake a smile with my pay stub, wipe the blood right from my face off
I ain't seen nobody happy in

thighs
That number two from Popeye's
Big titties super size
She ain't messing with you small fries
You wifing hoes that's a no-no
My hoes coming by

on my baby shit take pretty bitches go and spoil em
Spent some racks up on a flight fuckin on somebody daughter
Made her feel just like a wife she made me

I'm the dog I'm the alpha
Brodie got work now he think he a trapper
I get down to business do giggling after
I look up to the sky see my name in

that raised-by-the-internet, ain't-had-no-dad rap
Yo, I'm good don't pass that, hit me on my Snapchat
You might have to back-back, 'cause your shit is

a pimp, cause I'm a pimp, nigga

Cause I'm a pimp
I keep a top-notch bitch posted by my side
But if that ho can't make dough, she's got to ride
Gorilla

they're no longer encapsulated 
cnd all this time I was taught our ways of healing were mutilated 
My DNc is sacred I've just been too heavily sedated 
But

Ohh ohh ohh okay!
I be toting that FiE on my side if you ever need me!
I don't beef with nobody I'm trying to fight all these demons!
And these

Bunch of people sitting in the living room
Watching more shows about the baby boom
The show's interrupted by a signal from Space
And now I'll never

Sat down with your mother (Sat down with your mother)
She said that's not how I raised my baby (Oh)
A smack to my face like I rolled down the window

baby is it real
I don't wanna take drugs it fuck up the feel
I know I've been fucked up I need time to heal
I let my heart turn to chrome let it turn

stolen funds
Kept it quiet so no one would notice us
So much pain in our life hadn’t broken us
My baby so sweet she a buttercup
She gon jump on the D like

far away
How you living in a landlocked state?
I call you from my room in LA
But it’s not the same now you know it
I guess I just miss you
Everybody’s

this text you once and then forget me
Hit my phone up on the daily
Tell me I’m the one and call me baby
I just gotta know
When it’s late bae do you think

calma, calma
Drama, drama

(Sólo los dos, sólo los dos)
(Hey, qué Bellacrisis)
(Cookie Pills)
(With my city)
(Mafia Lyon Prod. by)

these beats
Now I do what I wanna
Eating good, sipping Henny
Smoking loud by the quarter
Yeah it's Nayib
Scream My Name While makin' her moan it
Time is

myself, hit licks by myself
Grimey niggas but ain't never need no fuckin' help
Bitch I been Grimey, before this Grimey click
Long Live my nigga Dutch he was

sick
As a motherfuckin'
Bitch
As a dog
As my brothers who were locked up by the law
Said I was sick, like all the ones
Who we lost by the time when we

gone
To sleep till kingdom comes then she
Will see all my nephews and nieces grow up and meet my lady, kiss my babies
La vida es corta, ruda, peligrosa

hopeless but we have to care
I'll take you to the city out on Friday night
Baby do you want my love by your side
Thought I was lost, but now I'm right

the team, but I don't play-ay (Play)
I had to really work, get out my way-ay (Way)
Made her turn like a beyblade
Toss her by the road when I'm finished, sorry

I'd give anything to rewind it
I had to walk down my halls
And constantly be reminded
By pictures all on my walls
And I couldn't sleep at night 'cause