Baby (2014) lyrics

by

Trae tha Truth


[Chorus: Young Thug]
I'm screaming baby, yeah
I let the reaper get my soul, oh
Oh, if you know you wanna go, oh
I'm slime whenever you 'posed
Shoot a missile, no toes
Same time, I'm screaming baby, yeah
I let the devil get my soul, oh
Oh, if you know you wanna go, oh
I'm slime whenever you 'posed
Shoot a missile, no toes, yeah

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
All the muscles comin' out the hip, tell ‘em "Off the rip"
I'mma try to hit the pus*y n*gga in the hip
Pull up and air the sh*t out, ain't talking no heat but I dip
You tryna show out, in front of a freak, now you the R.I.P
Faygo cream soda my choice, hear it in my voice
Yo' main b*tch wanna hear my voice, it make her moist
Hit that cat from the back and watch it make a weird noise
n*ggas excited by these b*tches, them them weird boys
So many bands in my pockets, I need zippers off clothes
These n*ggas hiding these b*tches, they got zippers on hoes
All of my dogs bangin' red like Clifford
Two bands on my Louis scarf as big as a quiddilt
January to December, I'm screaming baby! Yeah
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I'm screaming baby, yeah
I let the reaper get my soul, oh
Oh, if you know you wanna go, oh
I'm slime whenever you 'posed
Shoot a missile, no toes
Same time, I'm screaming baby, yeah
I let the devil get my soul, oh
Oh, if you know you wanna go, oh
I'm slime whenever you 'posed
Shoot a missile, no toes, yeah

[Verse 2: Trae the Truth]
Everyone yelling out king
So I tell 'em bow down cause I'm back in this b*tch
I ain't never been the one to talk cash sh*t
Just back my sh*t, all black my sh*t
With a b*tch that like to take stuff off
That'll dump on n*ggas if sh*t jump off
I'mma run up on a n*gga till I run him off
No stamp but I swear a n*gga send 'em off
I pray I don't end up in Hell
A cell ain't gon' hold me for life
But I know these ho n*ggas gon' tell
But this chopper gon' make him get right
I know I don't deserve it
Straight up, I just can't swerve it
Broke n*ggas on my nerves bad
It's beef soon as I serve it
I gotta keep this fire
Just in case these n*ggas wanna fire me up
I know they don't accept the truth
Can't shut me up, finna wire me up
Never no pressure, f*ck a professor
School 'em while I'm in the kitchen
Teaching n*ggas the measure, this concrete Hell, n*gga!
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I'm screaming baby, yeah
I let the reaper get my soul, oh
Oh, if you know you wanna go, oh
I'm slime whenever you 'posed
Shoot a missile, no toes
Same time, I'm screaming baby, yeah
I let the devil get my soul, oh
Oh, if you know you wanna go, oh
I'm slime whenever you 'posed
Shoot a missile, no toes, yeah
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