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Baby Boy Video (MV)




Performed By: BMB Flash
Language: English
Length: 2:26
Written by: BMB Flash




BMB Flash - Baby Boy Lyrics
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Ain't gon' turn no head down from this bitch, I'm not Jody
If you ain't see this 9, then I got this big 40
I'm not from the Bay, nigga, nigga
Glock, get him drunk, send him shots like some Bombay
I got a hunnid, all them niggas die today, I made a parlay
I sent shots out a Hellcat inside a trackhawk
Before I f*ck another broke bitch, I'd rather jack off
I don't really be caring, starting to think I'm into white girls
Wrist glisten neck shine, step out, it's a light show
I ain't talking Ri-Ri when I say I'm selling debt
I ain't talking Futurama robots if I say you got me bent
You can times it, by 5, they give that shit to me
Don't care about your size, blick, knock you off your feet
It's gon' cost a pretty penny if you trying to get to me
All them niggas on that block broke, I'm scared to hang with them
I can't hang with them niggas, that's crazy
Yeah, he thought he seen a superhero when he seen the flash
Huh, Nah, when he seen flash, you don't get no bread
How you stomach that
Just snatched a nigga, Jesus peace, don't wanna go to hell
They like, flash, is you finna let that slide
I'm like, naw, she like ,flash, is you still gon' buy my bag
I'm like, naw, they like flash he, really bout' that bag and I'm like, hell yeah
Cup Dark than a bitch, get your shit together, stack some money for your kids
Charlottes Webb, niggas really talk to pigs, nigga think he sticked up
Break em like a twig, smoke them like a cig
Niggas really kids, why they playing like we don't slide
Trying to reach for anything on me
Nigga, don't try, or you better learn how to fly
I done lost so much gang, I'm forgetting how to cry
I done ran up so much money, I'm forgetting how to stop
He don't see the bigger picture, so I'm finna get him cropped
Nigga, I'm the one on top
What my n***a sy said, yeah, this shit don't stop
Ain't gon' turn no head down from this bitch, I'm not Jody
If you ain't see this 9, then I got this big 40
I'm not from the Bay, nigga
Glock, get him drunk, send him shots like some Bombay
I got a hundred, all them niggas die today, I made a parlay
I sent shots out of Hellcat, inside a trackhawk
Before I F*ck another broke bitch, I'd rather jack off
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Ain't gon' turn no head down from this bitch, I'm not Jody
If you ain't see this 9, then I got this big 40
I'm not from the Bay, nigga, nigga
Glock, get him drunk, send him shots like some Bombay
I got a hunnid, all them niggas die today, I made a parlay
I sent shots out a Hellcat inside a trackhawk
Before I f*ck another broke bitch, I'd rather jack off
I don't really be caring, starting to think I'm into white girls
Wrist glisten neck shine, step out, it's a light show
I ain't talking Ri-Ri when I say I'm selling debt
I ain't talking Futurama robots if I say you got me bent
You can times it, by 5, they give that shit to me
Don't care about your size, blick, knock you off your feet
It's gon' cost a pretty penny if you trying to get to me
All them niggas on that block broke, I'm scared to hang with them
I can't hang with them niggas, that's crazy
Yeah, he thought he seen a superhero when he seen the flash
Huh, Nah, when he seen flash, you don't get no bread
How you stomach that
Just snatched a nigga, Jesus peace, don't wanna go to hell
They like, flash, is you finna let that slide
I'm like, naw, she like ,flash, is you still gon' buy my bag
I'm like, naw, they like flash he, really bout' that bag and I'm like, hell yeah
Cup Dark than a bitch, get your shit together, stack some money for your kids
Charlottes Webb, niggas really talk to pigs, nigga think he sticked up
Break em like a twig, smoke them like a cig
Niggas really kids, why they playing like we don't slide
Trying to reach for anything on me
Nigga, don't try, or you better learn how to fly
I done lost so much gang, I'm forgetting how to cry
I done ran up so much money, I'm forgetting how to stop
He don't see the bigger picture, so I'm finna get him cropped
Nigga, I'm the one on top
What my n***a sy said, yeah, this shit don't stop
Ain't gon' turn no head down from this bitch, I'm not Jody
If you ain't see this 9, then I got this big 40
I'm not from the Bay, nigga
Glock, get him drunk, send him shots like some Bombay
I got a hundred, all them niggas die today, I made a parlay
I sent shots out of Hellcat, inside a trackhawk
Before I F*ck another broke bitch, I'd rather jack off
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