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Babyface Ray

Stomach Right

 

Stomach Right


(K-K-K'Den Ju)
Shit, nigga, I just came up on the road with 20k, nigga I know for a fact she gon' fuck. Man this bitch so bad, she fucking rich niggas, man
You don't need no money if you fuck her right?

45HK on me, I don't wanna fight
Call the lean man to get my stomach right
Nigga, I'll be a kingpin in my other life
I was broke and down bad for 300 nights
Dope got the recipe I'm serving niggas (Ouu)
30 Rollies, watch on me, nigga fuck a like
Nigga you don't even need no money if you fuck her right
When I hit the road you gon' stuff it right?
You wanna tote the strap, you gon' shoot it ain't you?
Pull up to the scene, all my niggas yanking
The new YBI, bitch we young and dangerous
Put 'em on the news, make a nigga famous
Lil' nigga I ain't never dangling
Get the advance, buy a bag, I ain't never changing
I'ma still be counting up if I never make it
Watch these niggas turn bitch, I just call 'em Caitlyn

Niggas turned they back on me so it's fuck niggas
Niggas turned they back on me so it's fuck niggas
I'ma put the bag on my young niggas
Niggas turned they back on me so it's fuck niggas
Niggas turned they back on me so it's fuck niggas

Lame ass nigga, probably think I rap my brother life
UT frat house serving, that's my summer night
I told-, "I'm on my way, just have them numbers right"
I rather count this shit up, I ain't the party type
Fucking up them racks, man, I'm hardheaded
Fuck it, I'ma get it back 'cause my pieces hitting
Not no credit card fraud, Ray, be specific
Bust up slab out the rapper, grab a piece, and hit it
You don't need a handout, you just need to listen
When you broke, niggas act like they don't see the vision
Funny, get a plate, the same niggas try to eat it with you
Codeine cowboy, I gotta keep a pistol
Umm, yeah
Fuck you mean nigga?

done

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