Correction Paroles Wild Child Remix par Lil Baby

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(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)

Daddy died before I was born, a b*st*rd, made it, I was born
I really lived inside a field just like I grew up on a farm
f**kin' n***as' daughter at a young age, I really had the charm
At the age of fifteen, I already had a gun
Grew up wild, they want the wild child
These n***as internet gangsters, put 'em in iClouds
Made these n***as bow down
I wasn't allowed to say what I said, but I'm allowed now
Ain't with the loud mouth

Hold up these VVS (Oh yeah)
They blingin' off my chest (Oh yeah)
I'm sure my belt is hittin' (Uh-huh)
Five hundrеd BB Simons (Uh-huh)
I be with Bug, n***a, I ain't talkin' insects
She f**k mе but she call me brother, baby, incest
I grip this glocky on me, don't play, I'll pop it on 'em
Be with designer junkies, I hit, I buy her bundles
He think that if I don't show my gun, then I ain't got it on me
I was just in another n***a hood with that chopper on me
Don't play, you know we with it
Slide down, put two in his fitted
This Kel-Tec hold sixty-four shots just like it come off Disney
Sippin' drank, it got me dizzy
Yeah, you know when I pop them pills, that sh*t there turn me wicked
n***as know I'm with it, 05

I'm super turnt, no one can take that
Rolls-Royce, Lambo', and the Maybach
All my videos, no fake raps
Sisters gave they Section 8 back
Now I'm takin' charge, this payback
He gon' take the charge and spray that
Lawyer gon' go hard, I pay that
Roll me up a 'Wood and lay back, uh
Ain't have no father, my daddy my mom
I put the hood on my back and the charm
We had them sticks in the house, no alarm
Won't play no trumpet, but bands, I'll blow 'em
She just a fan, I told bae to ignore her
Young and I'm rich like my family got oil
This sh*t ain't on me, it come out my pores
I put my foot on the pedal and floor it
Daddy left when I was born, but now look at your baby boy
I really been jumped off the porch, I never really play with toys
Ridin' 'round with Rabbit, I wasn't runnin' with them little boys
Now that new Corvette come through the hood and make a lot of noise

I'm n***a f**kin' these n***as hoe up b*t*hes
Thous stupid n***a pu**y's d**khead b*t*hes
f**kin wit my d**k (n***a) uh, pu**y n***as
b*t*hes suckin' other d**k uh these b*t*hes
Be landing like stick stupid ass n***a
Ain't f**kin' with my n***as how u a n***a hoes be wit me (b*t*h)
I got ur whore on dis d**k err night
f**k a IClouds
f**k a IPhones
f**k a IPad
f**k ur b*t*h n***a
Stupid hoe dont give a sh*t bout n***as
n***as f**kin' wit my n***as f**kin' wit me
pu**y hoe can't beat
f**k a romaire
f**k a Tromaire
Stpuid ass n***a is a b*t*h (ha)
pu**y ass n***a actin Like a b*t*h Then i went to his house
And also gotta f**k his b*t*h (Lil' n***a)

(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)

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