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Baby f Mannie Fresh, Lac

Won`t Be Coming Back

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[Intro - Baby] w/ (ad-libs)Oh yeah nigga, holla at ya boy! (Oh yeah, holla at ya boy)You under smell, number one motherfucka! (Bird-Bezzy, Baby)Bird call (brrrrrrrrr)Mannie Fresh, laced me wit this beat, you know (Yeah!)You under smell it, we got`s to get some money babyMa I got to look goodWe got to get this cheese nigga[Verse 1 - Baby]Nigga flip on the block, the birds flew inI pick up a bite, I attend to the windShit, hungry dogs lyin town, dogs on the groundNiggas hustlin, and pimpin tryna put it downPitch off the mound, that third world clownWe hustle for the money, we scramble for the poundIt`s pimpin uptown, the boy in the loungePut the ice on the shelf, put the whips up clownSo put the whips up nigga, the Bird`s in townWe tryna get the money, the jewels, the brownBig houses, pimpin, shine uptownNever gon` stop, we millionaire bound, be-atch[Mannie Fresh]Mr. Pimp Pickle, walk wit a wiggleKeep a project bitch, and she gotta have that giggleIt`s "Sex In the City" every time she get wit meWit her - up and down, and up - she pussy whippedBut her pimp gon` take it, or pull it out and break it offStop for ya pop, look her in her face, then shake it offA different day another dollar, see ya later I will hollaValet please could you bring around my Impala[Chorus - Mannie Fresh]I got to go, and you got to leaveI`m in the wind baby, pleave believeThat you won`t be coming backGet yo hat, yo coatAnd walk on out the do`Cause you won`t be, coming back[Verse 2 - Baby]It ain`t nothin to a balla ma, cook somethin rightI need some chicken, French fries, need it off topLace my ride, black wall my tiresBought mami to the mall, Stiletto boots, skirt tieI worked her ride, I beamed her a lineShe love a balla baby, Birdman pimp flySmoke hydro, we do it all nightMannie Fresh, Baby, CMR for life[Lac]Lil` funky, nasty bitch, I pay you to fuckFor what bitch, better catch ya cutI`m not a rat`s haven, for hoes, I`ma piiiimpMake them hoes call me Caddy Daddy SliiiimI`ma mac`a, break a gear and a gameShow a hotter hustle niggas, and bring head of the changeWho you think brought that Caddy, and that brand new RangeWit them 24`s on `em, and all that blang - bitch[Chorus] w/ (ad-libs)[Verse 3 - Baby]I could give you what you want ma, you give me what I needMake ya fly like a bird, and stay dressed to a TWit Stunna on ya neck, Smith-N-Wesson on the seatKitchen countin loot, I`m in the streets gettin moneyPimpin is a natural, on hoes I`m wit itYou never ride accurate, just dance and businessAnd we do the best of thangs, and we never slow downWe keep it all hood, cause that`s how it`s goin outSlide in this ma, go holla at ya dogsAnd have a good time, and head to the mallI`ma take you to the block, wit the crack and macBut it`s the Birdman daddy, got the stacks of stacks[Chorus] w/ (ad-libs)

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