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lirik lagu glockboyz teejaee & stanwill - baby boy

[intro: stanwill]
i’ve been workin’ seven days, huh
i’ve been workin’ seven days, seven nights a week
b~tch
(d~mn, jakesand)

[verse 1: stanwill & glockboyz teejaee]
i’ve been workin’ seven days, seven nights a week
talkin’ like he got the biggest pape’, but his ice petite
how that’s your ho but she spendin’ every night with me?
funny i ain’t rattin’, but the only thing i like is cheese
only thing i know about that talk is that it’s all cheap
i’m in bora bora, you ain’t even seen the palm tree
it ain’t sh~t to throw a bone, all my dogs eat
i can look at everything i got and say, “that’s all—” yeah

[verse 2: glockboyz teejaee]
can’t be scared to strap your nuts on and take a risk
i’m in the trap bakin’ a cake, my ho tryna book a trip
i walked in with the sh~ttyboyz, you better not glance at stan wrist
that n~gga dangerous like me, he might just hit you with the bl!ck
just politickin’ with my dog, what’s the numbers on a brick?
what i look like just sittin’ on my ass? n~gga a b~tch (b~tch)
i know some n~ggas who kept hoopin’ and got rich (come on)
my other dog got caught with the dog and he got vicked (ayy, free my n~gga)
[verse 3: stanwill]
my ho redbone, but my wrist blue
you ain’t even got more money than my b~tch do
cuddy break a brick, you think he know jiu~jitsu
we don’t do no slackin’, b~tch, we workin’ like that rent due
if i was you and you was me, i would be p~ssed too
get blues and drift coupes, type sh~t we into
boy, ain’t sh~t new, huh
why the f~ck he barkin’ like a pit when doggy knowin’ he a shih tzu?

[verse 4: glockboyz teejaee]
you couldn’t be me, i couldn’t be you, i get bankrolls
i dress nice, and plus, i stay away from stank hoes (yeah)
n~ggas was scammin’, i was in the trap sellin’ blow
ridin’ around a hundred cash, just me and peso (just me and brodie)
bando pull up chains hittin’, he’d probably blind you
you a baby boy, play with me, i’ll walk you down like rodney
you be rappin’ and you be out here catchin’ bodies, i’d probably sign you
i bought a four and then i poured the whole b~tch, now i’m a zombie

[verse 5: stanwill]
unky wrap it up and bring it quick like jimmy johns
remember b~tches used to hold me, now they want they titties signed
caught him out in traffic, know he ricky bob
went and bust the rollie, but i’m tryna see how richie sound
cup full of red, this b~tch fifty~five
chillin’ with some tens, ’bout to make them b~tches sixty~nine
all these fake ids, i got fifty lives
if your b~tch ain’t with the glockboyz, she with them sh~tty guys
dog sh~t militia

- lirik lagu glockboyz teejaee stanwill

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