Rob49 and Lil Wayne - Wassam Baby
Yeah, she say she want a New Orleans niggaI said, "Wassam, baby? You wanna be my baby, huh?"
Yeah
(Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe, baow)
Turn me up, man
Wassam, baby? (Yeah) You fine, baby (yeah), you mine, baby (alright)
I treat you like a princess, but that dick gon' drive you crazy (uh-huh)
I'm givin' the slop to model, all my bad hoes come out the South (uh-huh)
Got thick hoes in the West (alright), them North hoes where it's at (for real)
My favorite on the Eastside, all them bossed up with a check (uh-huh)
You with that nigga right now, but you know I'm comin' next (for real)
I keep it P, that pussy P, ayy, baby, pop that cat
I take you shoppin' turn you up 'bout shit you never had (pew)
You know I got that cake right, that pussy taste right (alright)
You know I'm in you first date, can't do no date, right? (Alright)
You know I like that pussy tight, that pussy tight, right? (Right)
She braggin' to all her friends, "A nigga be givin' me good pipe"
Wassam, baby? You fine, baby, you mine, baby (alright)
I treat you like a princess, but that dick gon' drive you crazy (uh-huh)
I'm givin' the slop to model, all my bad hoes come out the South (uh-huh)
Got thick hoes in the West (alright), them North hoes where it's at (for real)
My favorite on the Eastside, all them bossed up with a check (uh-huh)
You with that nigga right now, but you know I'm comin' next (for real)
I keep it P, that pussy P, ayy, baby, pop that cat
I take you shoppin' turn you up 'bout shit you never had (pew)
Wassam, baby? You know who I am, baby
Fuck her for a thousand dollar, call that bitch my grandbaby
She want be lil' Weezy baby, it's lil' Weezy, baby
Told her, "Don't forget to say the Baby," no amnesia, baby
I'm Ms. Cita's baby, drink me like a margarita, baby, I'm a skeeter, baby
'Round me, these bitches lose control, finders keepers, baby
Told these niggas I'm a reaper, baby, keep that sweeper on me
Eyeball the work, don't need a scale, I'm a Libra, homie
Fuckin' right, new thottie, I'll fuck her right
Bugatti, I run the lights, yellow diamonds, no butter knife
You fine, baby, I'm slime, baby, I'm 5 and that's 49, baby
Cut up on my new bitch and these hoes look like they just hit the crybaby
Lil' Tunechi
Wassam, baby? (Yeah) You fine, baby (yeah), you mine, baby (yeah)
I treat you like a princess, but that dick gon' drive you crazy (yeah)
I'm givin' the slop to model, all my bad hoes come out the South
Got thick hoes in the West, them North hoes where it's at
My favorite on the Eastside (yeah), all them bossed up with a check (yeah)
You with that nigga right now, but you know I'm comin' next (bitch)
I keep it P, that pussy P (yeah), ayy, baby, pop that cat (bitch)
I take a shot (yeah) to turn you up (yeah) off shit you never had (bitch)
Yeah, bitch
Yeah, bitch
Yeah, 49, what's hatnin'?
Moolah baby
Brah
Written by:
Dwayne Michael Carter Jr., Paul Williams, Robert Thomas
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