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Switches Video (MV)




Performed By: BabyDxe
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: AMIT NAGRA, DONTEZ MOORE, VINCENT VAN DEN ENDE




BabyDxe - Switches Lyrics




Yeah
Bitch, who the X nigga
Got a switch and a chop
Got a switch and a chop, them hoes go through the top

You tried to slide with a kid, man that shit ain't cool
I can pull an 8 out my pocket like we playin pool
Hit em with the switch, I don't care if I kill em or I don't do it
Psych, no, you can tell when I'm lyin

Nigga, I'm already up, I don't really gotta try
You can drop this today, I swear to God I ain't gon' respond
I'ma walk your son, nigga, when I walk, I'ma shine
The way I carry my own weight, you might think a nigga blind

I cheated first before she did cause she was givin' off some signs
Yeah, my chop be playin in funerals and give your ass a bowtie
I know you snitched on your man's lil bra, I seen it with both eyes
I put em in the pack and box em up like it's pot pies

How the f*ck I f*cked you and your friend and y'all both dry
Baby, Dave, why you keep talkin' about that paper cause I don't get tired
I keep my circle closed cause I hate when niggas choose sides
Like, bitch, I'm really dead ass

Bitch, she done get your ass f*cked up and bitch slapped
Nigga, I don't smoke, but my brothers keep the weed stashed
I'm a real menace, I had to switch when I was in class
Me and my brothers told her y'all was runnin' around playin' tag

My mama tried to walk without the switch, I put it in her bag
Nigga tried to f*ck, we said to play with his freaky ass
The reason I ain't take your ass back cause your shit was bad
Your shit wasn't wet enough

I can call you a bitch to your face cause I don't get no f*ck
Every nigga wanna be from the D because our city ugly
If you ain't got no ass but big titties, you gettin' titty f*cked
They put a stool in my bedroom cause I wasn't gettin' no

This shit I be shootin', I'ma chop and give you hiccups
Niggas think I'm innocent because they never see the pipe tuck
A nigga was doin' bad in his life, but God striked once
I f*cked around to turn my life around, now I'm big turn

Press his ass, Wollywood is men's like I'm Big One
I'ma have niggas playin' my music everywhere like bad germs
I slid back to bully these men's cause it was his turn
Told his ass to go and get some lean, I'm tryna sip some

But I threw it up cause it f*cked up my stomach
How the f*ck you talk freaky on the phone, but steady runnin
I told these niggas stop makin' ass music because I'm comin
If the police put me over and ask questions, I don't know it

Niggas know I'm tucked up, I ain't even gotta show it
Get my dick out your mouth, you not a whistle, stop blowin
Yeah, I had a couple hard times, but not a lil' loaded
I can't spit shit on my bank account because it's froze

If you my man, see your music ass, nigga, I'm not gon' post
Niggas not checkin' cheese, my unreleased music a tote
That nigga waited for the open shot and did yo' ass bogus
Ain't no back doors open around me because I closed

He a bull with the chop, lil' nigga like D. Rose
My teacher said I was Gobi, shit, they been knew I was chosen
I can't do 500 for a fee unless it's tickets on sale
My niggas like Tank, when they shop, they always punchin' somethin

Bitch, I ain't talkin' about a punchin' bag
I can put a two on yo' head with yo' shitty ass
My music was so ass, when you posted, they gave yo' ass a flash
It's tough ass, I'd equation like a Brillo pad

Bitch
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Yeah
Bitch, who the X nigga
Got a switch and a chop
Got a switch and a chop, them hoes go through the top

You tried to slide with a kid, man that shit ain't cool
I can pull an 8 out my pocket like we playin pool
Hit em with the switch, I don't care if I kill em or I don't do it
Psych, no, you can tell when I'm lyin

Nigga, I'm already up, I don't really gotta try
You can drop this today, I swear to God I ain't gon' respond
I'ma walk your son, nigga, when I walk, I'ma shine
The way I carry my own weight, you might think a nigga blind

I cheated first before she did cause she was givin' off some signs
Yeah, my chop be playin in funerals and give your ass a bowtie
I know you snitched on your man's lil bra, I seen it with both eyes
I put em in the pack and box em up like it's pot pies

How the f*ck I f*cked you and your friend and y'all both dry
Baby, Dave, why you keep talkin' about that paper cause I don't get tired
I keep my circle closed cause I hate when niggas choose sides
Like, bitch, I'm really dead ass

Bitch, she done get your ass f*cked up and bitch slapped
Nigga, I don't smoke, but my brothers keep the weed stashed
I'm a real menace, I had to switch when I was in class
Me and my brothers told her y'all was runnin' around playin' tag

My mama tried to walk without the switch, I put it in her bag
Nigga tried to f*ck, we said to play with his freaky ass
The reason I ain't take your ass back cause your shit was bad
Your shit wasn't wet enough

I can call you a bitch to your face cause I don't get no f*ck
Every nigga wanna be from the D because our city ugly
If you ain't got no ass but big titties, you gettin' titty f*cked
They put a stool in my bedroom cause I wasn't gettin' no

This shit I be shootin', I'ma chop and give you hiccups
Niggas think I'm innocent because they never see the pipe tuck
A nigga was doin' bad in his life, but God striked once
I f*cked around to turn my life around, now I'm big turn

Press his ass, Wollywood is men's like I'm Big One
I'ma have niggas playin' my music everywhere like bad germs
I slid back to bully these men's cause it was his turn
Told his ass to go and get some lean, I'm tryna sip some

But I threw it up cause it f*cked up my stomach
How the f*ck you talk freaky on the phone, but steady runnin
I told these niggas stop makin' ass music because I'm comin
If the police put me over and ask questions, I don't know it

Niggas know I'm tucked up, I ain't even gotta show it
Get my dick out your mouth, you not a whistle, stop blowin
Yeah, I had a couple hard times, but not a lil' loaded
I can't spit shit on my bank account because it's froze

If you my man, see your music ass, nigga, I'm not gon' post
Niggas not checkin' cheese, my unreleased music a tote
That nigga waited for the open shot and did yo' ass bogus
Ain't no back doors open around me because I closed

He a bull with the chop, lil' nigga like D. Rose
My teacher said I was Gobi, shit, they been knew I was chosen
I can't do 500 for a fee unless it's tickets on sale
My niggas like Tank, when they shop, they always punchin' somethin

Bitch, I ain't talkin' about a punchin' bag
I can put a two on yo' head with yo' shitty ass
My music was so ass, when you posted, they gave yo' ass a flash
It's tough ass, I'd equation like a Brillo pad

Bitch
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Writer: AMIT NAGRA, DONTEZ MOORE, VINCENT VAN DEN ENDE
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O DistroKid, CTM Publishing

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