Tha Baby - Stuck In It Lyrics

Just like the wock, I can't lie I be missing you
Don't beat her ass cause she play my music that's so pitiful
I don't know where yo mouth be, I can't be kissing you
When they on the road counting blues, I'm who they Listen to
Why he always speaking on the kid, don't even know the dude
Pop a perky for you even eat, watch what yo stomach do
Me and bro trynna knock some hoes, sometime they come in twos
Get a bag, in and out of rentals
What I Love to do
Baby if you paying me, don't care bout who u fucking boo
Trynna put my niggas on a jet, And fly to Malibu
I just spent 300 on a steak, so bring a salad too
If I ever lose it all today, I won't be Asking you
Ion think this bitch really want me
She trynna set me up
How I'm posed to just leave her alone, U ever been Inlove?
Why everybody wanna be a shooter?
Shit is kinda dumb
Ima pave a hella different route when I have a son
I just wanna bad bitch, one that look like dream doll
The way she get on top and ride me it's like a seesaw
Almost spilled my cup on the road, can't even see dawg
Gsw golden state, my whole team ball
Kush is my cologne, mixed wit dior
With a big blammy
I be taking all these niggas bitches know they cant stand me
Nigga bet yo watch tone wit me,
Cause u ain't granny
Before she come back home to u she Gon Change panties
I ain't really into talkin much on the iPhones
She be biting pillows, pulling sheets, hitting high notes
I can turn a 10 to a 50 wit my Eyes closed
Pretty broke bitch hell no, Ion don't like those
Trynna touch a m by next year wit my vatos
Spanish bitch she gon call me papi & cook tacos
Everytime I touchdown in LA, I go get Roscoes
Don't hit any kids, you be shooting wit yo eyes closed

Just like the wock, I can't lie I be missing you
Don't beat her ass cause she play my music that's so pitiful
I don't know where yo mouth be, I can't be kissing you
When they on the road counting blues, I'm who they Listen to
Why he always speaking on the kid, don't even know the dude
Pop a perky for you even eat, watch what yo stomach do
Me and bro trynna knock some hoes, sometime they come in twos
Get a bag, in and out of rentals
What I Love to do
Baby if you paying me, don't care bout who u fucking boo
Trynna put my niggas on a jet, And fly to Malibu
I just spent 300 on a steak, so bring a salad too
If I ever lose it all today, I won't be Asking you
Ion think this bitch really want me
She trynna set me up
How I'm posed to just leave her alone, U ever been Inlove?
Why everybody wanna be a shooter?
Shit is kinda dumb
Ima pave a hella different route when I have a son
I just wanna bad bitch, one that look like dream doll
The way she get on top and ride me it's like a seesaw
Almost spilled my cup on the road, can't even see dawg
Gsw golden state, my whole team ball
Kush is my cologne, mixed wit dior
With a big blammy
I be taking all these niggas bitches know they cant stand me
Nigga bet yo watch tone wit me,
Cause u ain't granny
Before she come back home to u she Gon Change panties
I ain't really into talkin much on the iPhones
She be biting pillows, pulling sheets, hitting high notes
I can turn a 10 to a 50 wit my Eyes closed
Pretty broke bitch hell no, Ion don't like those
Trynna touch a m by next year wit my vatos
Spanish bitch she gon call me papi & cook tacos
Everytime I touchdown in LA, I go get Roscoes
Don't hit any kids, you be shooting wit yo eyes closed