BABA (Explicit) - Omeretta the Great

Lyrics by：Amaria Williams

Wooh

Turn beat up little bit A M A

Red and B moment hey

What the **** going on

Yo' a*s

I got this drank in my hand

I might throw it on a *****

If she look at me funn'

She look at me funn' wooh

*****es be talking that gangsta ****

Say we ain't 'bout it

They know how we comin'

They know how we coming

Look throw it

If they play we act up heh

One wrong move get act up heh

Don't get close ***** back up heh

Can't be broke that bad luck heh

Put **** on you ba ba

One wrong move that ba ba

Make these bullets go fa fa

Rock that bag ***** gra gra

Rock that baby to sleep

I told him it's nap time

*****es get wrong and they

Know that it's slap time

N***a play crazy

I keep me a strap nine

Put that boy down

Now he think he got baptized

'Cause he lay down in that water

They tried to play dumb but

I told 'em I'm smarter

Put one on they head

I been sold 'em a daughter

They want me to gas them

But I'm not a charger

Look I don't play games

On my name not Nintendo

Nobody safe give

A **** bout your kinfolk

I did what you want

Do you know what you in for

Like peep like again

'Fore you meet the extendo

Boy you can't go back then

I'm a see 'bout that later

No back end

I'm a talk 'bout

You bad like a bad friend

You ain't popping no more

You a has been

Why the **** do *****es keep talking

When I don't like speaking to pill

You green with envy but give me the blues

I guess I'm a call you a crayon

I cut that n***a right off

He ain't have no red flags

Them *****es were neon

They told me I got haters

I'm focused on money

I swear I don't see none

But look

If they play we act up heh

One wrong move get act up heh

Don't get close ***** back up heh

Can't be broke that bad luck heh

Put **** on you ba ba

One wrong move that ba ba

Make these bullets go fa fa

Rock that bag ***** gra gra

If they play we act up heh

One wrong move get act up heh

Don't get close ***** back up heh

Can't be broke that bad luck heh

Put **** on you ba ba

One wrong move that ba ba

Make these bullets go fa fa

Rock that bag ***** gra gra

Make these bullets go up in the air for real

It's time for choppers on

Came from a different cloth

I been a gangster before the glock was born

He sending threats okay

Put him on his neck

Then watch his mama mourn

I stop violence

We just jumped the man

And went to cop the Jordans

We be out steppin on Tuesday

Put one on his head like a toupee

Keep a bag full of paper

Lil couple of lead have it ride

On my back like a school day

These *****es ain't ****ing with me

They out ****ing for free

But I'll **** him for noth'

'Fore I **** for a fee

They're too close to the trick

But they want that lil' treat

And I don't want that n***a

Just want them to see

Lil we'll be 'bout that action

But they say that we not into cappin'

If they think that it's sweet

Then round of applause

'Cause these *****es gon' get to clappin'

We get the money the n***as

The glory the figures

We winnin' don't care what they say

Stepping on everybody face

At the end of the day

Everybody know not to play

'Cause if they play we act up heh

One wrong move get act up heh

Don't get close ***** back up heh

Can't be broke that bad luck heh

Put **** on you ba ba

One wrong move that ba ba

Make these bullets go fa fa

Rock that bag ***** gra gra

Yo doin'

If they play we act up heh

One wrong move get act up heh

Don't get close ***** back up heh

Can't be broke that bad luck heh

Put **** on you ba ba

One wrong move that ba ba

Make these bullets go fa fa

Rock that bag ***** gra gra

I got this drank in my hand

I might throw it on a *****

If she look at me funny

She look at me funn'