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Let's go (yeah, yeah)

(Neeko you made that motherfuckin' beat? Ah, nah)

You know it's Baby, nigga, hahaha

Hah

(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one) Hah

She wanna fuck with me, but I don't got the time (mmh, mmh)

I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (yeah)

Go call my chauffeur, bitch, 'cause I don't like to drive

We in Suburbans back to back, and we gon' fill 'em up with vibes (let's go)

Fill 'em with vibes (yeah), get in and ride (yeah, yeah)

And no, a nigga not blind (uh-uh), but I keep the stick, and I'm firin' (bitch)

I ain't met a nigga in life that's fuckin' with me, say he did, then he lyin' (mmh, mmh)

Got so many vibes stuffed in the car, we can fuck them hoes six at a time (no cap)

I make them hoes say, "That nigga so fine" (ooh)

"Girl, he got the dick you can feel in your spine" (yeah)

Yeah, that what they say about Baby

You know that them bitches don't play about Baby

Baby should go run for president

Look what God did, took his time with me (yeah, yeah)

Got a red and white hoe like a peppermint (ooh)

Book the hotel, take the vibes in

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