Lil Baby - Heyy (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Baby - Heyy (en) Lyrics
My favorite bitch
just cut me off
And she won't even let
me know the reason
It's probably one of her lil messy
hatin' ass friends being evil
I ain't stressin' bout it,
she'll come around
When she wanna eat it up
Slow stroke, fast stroke,
grind in it
I'm a real pleaser
60 Hoes in new york
having dinner
Bottega send it to me as
soon as they get it
I put maybach seats
in the sprinter
Make sure everybody
sit comfortable
You gotta really pay attention,
I'm not mumblin'
She tryna have a good time,
she wanna come with us
They know we cant be fucked
with, not one of us
It's done been some times I
slipped, I'm not falling
Brabus baby blue,
the inside too
I'm feeling like a kid again
They thought I got lucky
last time, fuck it
I'm back on that shit again
Her last bag
was a crocodile kelly
Got it chocolate,
to match her skin
I just gave bruh 100 pounds
of wham
Told him,
"tell the city it's in"
Majority of the time, i, "hi"
and, "bye" these niggas
I ain't with all that
locking in shit
Money over everything,
try to stop it
You get popped
right then and there
Message thread full of,
"where you at's"
And, "pull up on me's" bunch
of, "whens and where's"
Youngin's out here wildin'
with no guidance
All they care about
is who they kill
I was tryna keep
that shit in order
It got harder,
cuz I'm never there
It's a better life out here
I promise, brodie, imma
keep it in they ear
I know how it feel
to spin an opp
But it feel way better
to count a million
I come from the bottom
of the bottom
I shot right up through
the fucking ceiling
Heyy
Everybody lit,
can't put our fire out
Soon as it pop, bro,
pull that fire out
This her first time coming
to my house
Better go hard girl,
this yo tryouts
Stay down, hustle hard,
until you come up
Take sum only
when you need it
You won't make it far
being greedy
My grandma taught me
how to be a leader
If we fly commercial,
we got greeters
They just know that we
important people
They see how we coming,
think we ghetto
Until they children tell
‘em I'm they hero
Flight attendant say,
"I look familiar"
Crack a smile, tell her,
"it's a small world"
Oh that's yo bitch,
that's my hoe too
We gone share her, call
her, "our girl"
Real street music,
I ran that field
If you can hit that, then
she ain't my girl
Get yo lick back, come
step in my world
Two bitches
on the same itinerary
The same flight, same hotel
They don't even know each
other yet (yeah)
One of em don't say nun
The other askin', "do
we go together yet"
Young turnt nigga ain't
no holding back
This a brabus, bro, not
a regular wagon
I don't kiss and tell,
I ain't into that
I don't think I met a nigga
colder yet, like
(Hey, hey, hey)
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