lirik lagu dababy - blame it on baby but the beat drops
part i
[verse]
i’m like f~ck it, let the beat build, n~gga
i do my own thing, ain’t worry ’bout how he feel n~gga, let’s go
special ed, yeah, i’m a re~re n~gga
can i get a re? (ahem) yeah, a refill, n~gga
ya favorite rapper say he f~ckin’ with baby, somebody lied
play with ya kids, ’cause the last n~gga played me, somebody died (yeah, yeah)
playin’ both sides, go play the victim, oh, now they cryin’
i water park when i slip in my baby, she let me slide
chocolate~ass n~gga (yeah), real n~gga rockstar
platinum sellin’ popstar, poppin’~ass n~gga (pop)
my b~tch is like a barbie, woo like i’m pop smoke
i lift up one leg when she drop that ass, n~gga (drop)
shade room, baby (shade), shade who?
everybody blame you, you ballin’ like you babe ruth, baby (huh)
blame it on baby, i let the beat build (wait a minute, who are you?)
okay k.i.d, drop the beat and watch me take it home, baby (let’s go)
i’m startin’ to think that y’all the police, n~gga
you know that sh~t you see on ig, you don’t know me, n~gga, let’s go
you crossed the line, gon’ have to show me n~gga
they be like “why you switched the beat?” because my flow neat, n~gga
“i thought he couldn’t switch the flow, how the h~ll he switchin’ the beat up?“
they don’t know who they f~ckin’ with, do this sh~t with my feet up
yawning on these n~ggas, sit back, go to sleep
i get woke by a lil freak, with my d~ck in her mouth, she eat up
300k in cash, probably still’ll pull out a visa
ain’t goin’ on a date, tell a b~tch to order a pizza
gon’ end up eatin’ domino’s, i can’t even lie
i’m a player, i had all kind of hoes way before the designer clothes
i put on a sweatsuit and leave with ya ho
a whole arena full of people to see me at the show, you know?
i rock the show and i lay low with my freak
it ain’t too many rappers that can f~ck with me, and she know, let’s go
part ii
[verse]
i get chicken, no tender
fine lil’ b~tches on twitter
denyin’ all these hoes on insta
brand new drip
i wear it one time like a n~gga can’t fit it
blame it on baby, a greasy lil’ n~gga (grease)
iphone ringin’, who is it? (brr)
probably some lil’ n~gga b~tch
he f~ck with my old ho
and he think he hurtin’ my feelings, i already hit (haa), psych
he must ain’t heard about baby
he must not know about jon jon
i heard they shut down the airport
hopped on a jet to la, b~tch, i’m ballin’ like bron~bron
bdb, we gon’ cut up regardless
i know i’m on top, i’m a target
my young n~gga ballin’ like giannis
you play, we gon’ pull up and shoot
top floor of the penthouse, biggest one still in charlotte (let’s go)
[chorus]
i know these hoes gon’ creep
i’ll never be a fool and think that she me
i’m the type to let a ho do what she want
i’m the type to let a b~tch do what she please (please)
i ain’t breakin’ bread, i’m cheap
nine out of ten of these n~ggas naive
lame~ass n~gga, might as well be a rat
lettin’ all these hoes run away with yo’ cheese, (slow down, slow down) please
i know these hoes gon’ creep
i’ll never be a fool and think that she me
i’m the type to let a ho do what she want
i’m the type to let a b~tch do what she please (please)
i ain’t breakin’ bread, i’m cheap
nine out of ten of these n~ggas naive
lame~ass n~gga, might as well be a rat
lettin’ all these hoes run away with yo’ cheese, please
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