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• Artiste: DaBaby
• Titre: Sticks And Stones (Intro)
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That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby Sticks and stones'll break my bones, but words'll never hurt a nigga Baby like a oven, better not touch him, I'ma burn a nigga I know it's a Phantom and I'm supposed to have a driver But I whip it like a Honda and I'm outchea and I'm swervin' in it Whippin' 'round somebody at the light, ain't see the curb, I hit it 'Bout to fuck the tires up And she just wanna spend some time with me, but I been locked in in that mode And by the time that I get home, I'm gon' be burnt out Probably hollerin' 'bout, "I'm tired as fuck" Any nigga think that I'm a ho, just tell him try his luck First nigga that jump off in that water probably die a duck I'm starin' at the ceiling overnight 'cause I got money on my mind And I ain't havin' too much timе, you on your grind or what? Tryna get some motherfuckin' monеy, nigga, sign me up Can't go against this shit, if niggas want, a nigga line it up 'Cause every time a nigga press my button, then I'm goin' up Strapped up every day, they better not fuck with me, I'll blow it up The fuck with niggas? Wanna see what's up with me, they know what's up She know that I don't expressin' feelings, told me, "Open up" This younger bitch was lookin' at me googly-eyed, don't know if she confused or not The fuck up out my face, she wasn't old enough The fuck say I couldn't go and do a show? Damn, bitch, I'm showin' up Them him and hers just touched down in the city, nigga, roll it up You tryna get a hundred bags of more, you get it half the price Ain't rappin' 'bout that childish shit no more, bitch, I been growin' up Nigga Yeah Yeah, you know I tuned into BE MORE GRATEFUL, nigga, a classic Yeah, look Sticks and stones'll break my bones, but words'll never hurt a nigga Baby like a oven, better not touch him, I'ma burn a nigga I know it's a Phantom and I'm supposed to have a driver But I whip it like a Honda and I'm out this bitch, I'm swervin' in it Nigga What y'all doin' Niggas can't hurt me, nigga (That shit can't hurt me, nigga) Fuck it, this the second verse Tryna teach her everything I know, not tryna lecture her Go home and make love to my lil' bitch, I don't have sex with her You know I got that .40 on my hip, ain't gotta check me first Pointin' at other cars behind my tint, I gotta wet you first I can't let niggas hit me up My daughter only four, just hit my phone like, "Daddy, pick me up" I told her, "Daddy on the way" Soon as I'm done workin', you know daddy on his grind And when it's time, it's nothin' more to say We rockin' out Me and all your sisters, yeah, we pullin' up and poppin' out And any nigga fuck with you, I'm gon' make nephew sock 'em out And if they get they daddy, bet I show him what that chopper 'bout Make that bitch go "Brr," they gon' think a helicopter out They softer than a paper plane She know her daddy super solid, my oldest daughter hater lame Let's see what they do about it, that Cybertruck, I'm shootin' out it While bumpin' my new music out it, this album here gon' change the game Clutchin' at my mirrors on the highway while I'm changin' lanes I only got the real ones still beside me, we gon' stay the same Bitch, I get to flashin' out and shootin' shit like Major Payne Without the fuckin' funny hat, I'm thuggin', bitch, I can't complain It's Baby Yeah And what y'all doin' Nigga, that shit don't hurt me, nigga That shit can't hurt me, nigga Yeah, and I'm the best motherfuckin' rapper, nigga You know I tuned into a classic, nigga, BE MORE GRATEFUL, nigga Yeah