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Yung Baby Tate

Wig

 

Wig

(album: Baby Tate Presents - Sexploration: The Musical - 2023)


Oh, my God
Is that a 613, fifty inch, full lace
HD transparent, Brazilian bussdown body wave?
Bitch, give me your wig!

Gimme your wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig
Gimme your wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig
I said gimme that shit, bitch!

One times one, and two times four
And what that mean? I ate that ho
Yeah, I'm that bitch and that's just true
And if you mad, well, bitch, boohoo
Go cry to your mom, go cry to your fucking dad
Bitch, you're lame, I don't give a fuck
I be in the front of the truck getting brain like Gucci Mane
Bitch, I'm it and I pop tags, I don't even play that fucking game
Wanna talk shit? Just remember, bitch
That Baby Tate's the name

Gimme your wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig
Wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, gimme, wig
Gimme your wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig
Wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, gimme

I'm that bitch, big facts
And I just can't fix that
Yeah, all my tricks spend racks
They got that shit on tap, uh-huh

Yes, I'm that bitch, yes, and that's true
Yes, I already said that in like 2022
I mean, I already said that when I was like twenty-two
I mean, I already said that when I pulled out the .22
I was like pew, pew, pew, pow, pow, pow
Bitch, bitch, bitch go down, down, down
I don't really care why you mad
Oh, is that a frown, frown, frown?
Put a smile on your fucking face
Why? 'Cause, bitch, it's Baby Tate
When I come in the fucking place
I'm going to snatch that lace, yeah

Gimme your wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig
Wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, gimme, wig
Gimme your wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig
Wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, gimme

I'm that bitch, big facts
And I just can't fix that
Yeah, all my tricks spend racks
They got that shit on tap, uh-huh

Gimme your fucking wig, bitch
I want the wig
Straight off of your fucking head
This is a robbery
Every trace of the lace, bitch
Uh-uh-uh-uh
I don't wanna hear the fucking back talk, bitch
Shut up
I said gimme your fucking wig, now
Thank you
Thanks, bookie

done

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