Baby Boy by Bugatti Beez Lyrics

Quote from the song “Baby Boy” by Bugatti Beez

Can't fuck with it
Tryna take my spot you better come with it
Money making niggas insecure
Paper making niggas wanna box like how bums living
Pink meat like Cam'ron you see me
Lines go off walls flow graffiti
Smoke in my house like a teepee
Rub on my lamp see my genie
(UH)
He's so flashy bitch get at me
Bump some Little Sammy
I like the way you look at me
Dick her down now she walk like Bambi
I do numbers, I do mothers
Date you covers a mother fucker
I been called that a lot
If shit goes down tonight you are calling the cops
Bang Bang V8 the floors calling the mops
How many bitches I got - let's not go there
Only do quickies - me no romance
"Oh so I'm guessing he don't use manners"
Bitch, no I don't but I do sandals
Got Menages and a few candles
Good lighting and a few cameras
I smoke a zip at a time and change my mind
Yeah I turn to the green like I'm Bruce Banner
Sneaker head, Reefer head, Chain dinger with a Jesus head
Tryna rock the boat like Aaliyah said
Frustrated by slow fast food places...
What in the fuck?, Why in the fuck?
Always on the top floor like what the fuck is a basement?
Smoking bats and running through bases
Bad backgrounds from the ghetto we made it
Vill block kid 47th - the greatest
I get money then go dummy
Like my spliff go one hunnid
So one hunnid, windows tinted
Bang Chief Keef go 3 hunna
I gotta get me a pretty girl
Into wearing nothing but dresses - mostly sunny
Swag scene bummy, I wear what I feel
Nigga what's the deal, let's just spin the wheel
That shit can't be real, condo in the hills
Bitches poppin' pills
Bathroom in my crib, that shit Jack and Jill
Off that Jack and coke
All I see is stars
Am I a telescope?

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Baby Boy”

• Produced: Taylor King
• Written: Bugatti Beez
• Release Date: April 2, 2015

Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Baby Boy” Released in 2015

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[Verse]

Can't fuck with it
Tryna take my spot you better come with it
Money making niggas insecure
Paper making niggas wanna box like how bums living
Pink meat like Cam'ron you see me
Lines go off walls flow graffiti
Smoke in my house like a teepee
Rub on my lamp see my genie
(UH)
He's so flashy bitch get at me
Bump some Little Sammy
I like the way you look at me
Dick her down now she walk like Bambi
I do numbers, I do mothers
Date you covers a mother fucker
I been called that a lot
If shit goes down tonight you are calling the cops
Bang Bang V8 the floors calling the mops
How many bitches I got - let's not go there
Only do quickies - me no romance
"Oh so I'm guessing he don't use manners"
Bitch, no I don't but I do sandals
Got Menages and a few candles
Good lighting and a few cameras
I smoke a zip at a time and change my mind
Yeah I turn to the green like I'm Bruce Banner
Sneaker head, Reefer head, Chain dinger with a Jesus head
Tryna rock the boat like Aaliyah said
Frustrated by slow fast food places...
What in the fuck?, Why in the fuck?
Always on the top floor like what the fuck is a basement?
Smoking bats and running through bases
Bad backgrounds from the ghetto we made it
Vill block kid 47th - the greatest
I get money then go dummy
Like my spliff go one hunnid
So one hunnid, windows tinted
Bang Chief Keef go 3 hunna
I gotta get me a pretty girl
Into wearing nothing but dresses - mostly sunny
Swag scene bummy, I wear what I feel
Nigga what's the deal, let's just spin the wheel
That shit can't be real, condo in the hills
Bitches poppin' pills
Bathroom in my crib, that shit Jack and Jill
Off that Jack and coke
All I see is stars
Am I a telescope?

[Jody:]

Everybody moving making money. Right?
While we standing still being broke

[Verse]

So gifted, its all in the presents
These are not my type hoes, but let's not alter the message
Rollin with a 30 like I party with Stefen
Inhale, exhale in every direction
Let's not boost
Cuz everybody listening think I got juice
And to you niggas who be talking that shit
I know niggas who can smell the ribs like BBQs
Tryna keep my dogs on top
Keep a roof over my head
Like a dog saying woof over my head
Man, I'm too over my head
Smokin' on lettuce
Countin' this cheese
We'll accept the beef
Pull up in the whip
Same color mayo
Bitch, I'm working wonders with the bread
All I see is thousands
Women, women, women, titties, titties, titties
All different sizes
All this wet, wet, wet around me
I'm like golly
I must be an island
Never been a fan of how these bees talk
I know I'm a giant
Next car that I see man imma buy it
Fill electric of the pertol
I must be a hybrid
You can't fuck with this baby boy, baby boy
Unless you act like Taraji

[Yvette:]

I can't stand your black ass..

Ever since I been the nigga these hoes wanna kick it karate
Stretching bitches like pilates
I roll with a pile of Gs just apologies
Like I'm saying I'm sorry
Stunting niggas like Omari

[Yvette:]

You act like a little boy instead of a grown ass man
I hate you!

[Jody:]

Well you know what? I hate your ass too
Do summin