lirik lagu raq baby - people under the stairs
[intro]
(qua did it)
n~gga
mm, n~gga, me and my
b~tch~ass sh~t, n~gga (you know zai produced that sh~t)
f~ck ’em
grr, huh, grr, huh, hmm, huh, huh
[chorus]
you be that young n~gga, yeah, huh, you be that young n~gga swing that stick
got a big gun, k!ll a bear, huh, who wanna catch bodies? this b~tch aim legit
slammin’ on sh~t like ric flair, f~ckin’ a bad b~tch, she doin’ hair
say somethin’ if i like you, b~tch, why would i stare?
only one night her, send a b~tch down the stairs
n~gga don’t gotta be scared
bet he duck when he hear that, “brrt, brrt”
b~tch bound to get into that hog when i pull up, hear that, “skrrt, skrrt”
brand~new ‘cat, this b~tch convert
i ain’t tryna take you on no date, lil’ baby, i came to get under that skirt
got h~lla pape’, i can’t buy you a purse
[verse]
opps always fail when they try to catch me lackin’, it won’t work
on the e~way, bp trucks, hеlla sticks inside when we swеrvin’
give you ten minutes, want me to stay inside, need a perky
hit from the back, got a b~tch on the balcony, neighbors see everything, don’t need a curtain
long as i rap, then you good, i been on it, know you can get everything, b~tch, i been workin’
fry n~ggas up like some chicken, we got a new shipment, i take his ass down right to church’s
put him out, call me curtis
more than a game with us, doin’ this lil’ b~tch dirty
told lil’ bro he can’t sip on this green juice ’cause this b~tch dirty
all you do is f~ck opps, b~tch, i don’t need you, lil’ ho, you dirty
make me mad, i’ll pop me a perky
make her mad, she f~ck on the bro
been f~cked her friend, lil’ b~tch, who you hurtin’?
certain n~ggas on ig be police, keep your head on a swivel, watch who you be swervin’
all of my n~ggas be up on the speed, we gettin’ sh~t gone, can’t move like a turtle
ain’t no n~gga get in my way in the street, i’m flippin’ sh~t over, i’m just like a burger
if they get too close, then we gon’ hurt ’em
got a lil’ bl!ck on my side, it get urgent
we never gave a f~ck, b~tch, we been high, got h~lla sticks sittin’ on the side of suburban
too quick to f~ck the b~tch, i don’t do the flirtin’
[chorus]
you be that young n~gga, yeah, huh, you be that young n~gga swing that stick
got a big gun, k!ll a bear, huh, who wanna catch bodies? this b~tch aim legit
slammin’ on sh~t like ric flair, f~ckin’ a bad b~tch, she doin’ hair
say somethin’ if i like you, b~tch, why would i stare?
only one night her, send a b~tch down the stairs
n~gga don’t gotta be scared
bet he duck when he hear that, “brrt, brrt”
b~tch bound to get into that hog when i pull up, hear that, “skrrt, skrrt”
brand~new ‘cat, this b~tch convert
i ain’t tryna take you on no date, lil’ baby, i came to get under that skirt
got h~lla pape’, i can’t buy you a purse
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