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Tory Lanez Ft MoneyBagg Yo - B.A.B.Y Lyrics

Tory Lanez Ft MoneyBagg Yo – B.A.B.Y Lyrics

[Verse 1 – Tory Lanez]
You know I met her in Miami, that’s my baby
She know a young n—a balling just like McGrady
I’m tryna give her the keys to that Mercedes
I take her over the seas because I’m wavy
And we not really in love but we go crazy
Shawty I can’t blame you, you can’t blame me
Shawty I can’t play you, you can’t play me
‘Cause you do your thing two, I do my thing three
Any way that you put it, look it’s the same thing
B—h I’m wavy, I done pulled up in the ‘cedes
Pockets on young and rich, let a n—a hate me
I’ma young rich n—a, can’t believe I made it
Man I came from Kraft dinner, eating KD
Sleeping on the floor mats in the basement

Life hit me hard and I had to face it
I could never tell you n—-s what them days did
You was with a n—a through the time I wasted
Smoked up, drinked up, I was wasted
Fame on the way and I could nearly taste it
They left me for dead, I could never rate it
Hit the block with me, n—-s with me, they did
I just came from the bottom and it’s back to basics
Shawty held me down, now when I’m famous
I just wanna ball hard, I know where my lane is
I’m feeling sedated, you got me waiting
Shawty you know you’re fine
And yeah you know you remind me of a bad little baby
Touching and tasting, when I get you alone
I send tingles up your spine and baby you know I

[Verse 2 – Moneybagg Yo]
‘Fore I made it out the gutter I was dreaming
‘Fore I made it out the gutter I was dreaming
You know she my baby “thought you knew that”
I ain’t bullsh-tting “nah”
Met her in Miami walking outta finger licking “nyaming”
Half innocent, half Video vixen
Low mileage, p—y she want commitment “woah”
I don’t know too much about love
Ay, I’m from Memphis – where your girlfriend and b—h friend a witness and co-defendant “big facts”
S–t crazy, the world that we live in “d–n”
Snitches still living while real n—-s get sentenced
‘Fore I made it out the gutter I was dreaming
They love me for dead, I point out the hating “hating”
Fast forward things, blues busting out the jean “jean”
I bet on myself first, now I’m all in “bet on me”
Will you be my b-a-b-y? “bae”
All them hoes man and I see why “yeah”
I was switching planes, mid lanes of the G5 “touring”
Go to any hood from the south to the east side “bagg”

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