Baby Mama

Album cover art for "Baby Mama" by Fredo Bang

Fredo Bang - Rap, Trap

Baby Mama

1 Plays

Duration: 3:07

View ArtistView Album

Lyrics

[Intro] Mm, dah-dah-dah, mm, mm, mm, mm Dah-dah-dah, mm, mm, mm Dah-dah, dah-dah-dah Dah-dah-dah, mm, mm, mm, mm (Bboy drippin' that sauce) [Interlude] Huh, I wan' taste you, baby, fresh up out the shower Come with me, my baby, I won't tell nobody, huh Nibble all on your body, I surround you like piranhas She make dick disappear, she know magic, Harry Potter [Verse 1] I like rachet sex, bae, when we fuck, please wear your bonnet When the last night you got checked, I wan' fuck you with no condom She like Gucci, I like T-Pain, so we fuck to different genres You so pretty, I wan' nut up on your face, just bein' honest Is that disrespectful? Did I fuck the mood up? Am I bein' extra? Am I doin' too much? Never been the type to fake it, bae, you special You the type to make my ex bitches jealous and I know Ayy, I get you wet just like a boat Pussy so damn cold, I saved your name under "Minnesota" (That's for sure) I ain't got no smash, PH goals When you rub my face, make sure you leave it on my nose [Chorus] I can be the daddy (Daddy), you can be the mama (Mama) You a pretty bitch, I turn you to a baby mama (Let's play house) One plus one equals two, what's the problem? (What's the problem?) You a pretty bitch, I turn you to a baby mama (Damn) I can be the daddy (Daddy), you can be the mama (Mama) You a pretty bitch, I turn you to a baby mama (Let's play house) One plus one equals two, what's the problem? (What's the problem?) You a pretty bitch, I turn you to a baby mama (Baby mama) [Verse 2] Yeah, I don't see no problems Take a pretty girl, I turn her to a baby mama, ooh If you single, what's your number? Ain't got no time for stress, bae, can I fuck without the drama Huh, I wan' taste you, baby, fresh up out the shower Come with me, my baby, I won't tell nobody, huh I make pretty babies, I leave one up inside you You can be my Whitney, I can be your Bobby Do you still fuck with your ex? Do sometimes y'all still text? From jump, you gotta be honest, if you is, then I can't stress Don't lie, say that's your friend, talkin' 'bout that's your bestie Bae, on my ten soles, don't have me in my chest [Bridge] Huh, he can't fuck with me, I fuck you real good Just like Pinocchio, I give you real wood I say he can't fuck with me, I fuck you real good Just like Pinocchio, I give you real wood It's understood [Chorus] I can be the daddy (Daddy), you can be the mama (Mama) You a pretty bitch, I turn you to a baby mama (Let's play house) One plus one equals two, what's the problem? (What's the problem?) You a pretty bitch, I turn you to a baby mama (Damn) I can be the daddy (Daddy), you can be the mama (Mama) You a pretty bitch, I turn you to a baby mama (Let's play house) One plus one equals two, what's the problem? (What's the problem?) You a pretty bitch, I turn you to a baby mama (Baby mama) [Outro] Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo Doo-doo-doo-doo Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo Doo-doo

Rate this song

Rate this song

0/5.0 - 0 Ratings

5
0.0% (0)
4
0.0% (0)
3
0.0% (0)
2
0.0% (0)
1
0.0% (0)

Loading comments...

Credits

Writers
  • Fredo Bang