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Cap 1
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Baby Sitter
Feat. OJ Da Juiceman
[Intro]
It's the third time We at it again You already know how we do We get it in Then we get it going, man Straight as that
[Verse]
Street service packed In the kitchen with them babies, nigga They about to drive me crazy, nigga I just got rid of my old lady, nigga Rock on my goal like the 80', nigga Whipping the work, going crazy Standing in the kitchen with choppers I whip up the X and loose all the ops And I come to your city And that city locked My own money, nigga, no distractions We talk the birdie poppers, yeah You might have got it
Drop strapped, fucking up with chill Fucking pay me, nigga! Cold world on the phone, Who need a babysitter? Baking soda, fucking up the alfers Front door ride for a nigga Then went through the red light Told my nigga watch for the rollers
[Hook]
In the kitchen with them babies, nigga In the kitchen with them babies, nigga Now I'm looking for a babysitter
Call my phone, who need it Nigga, I'm out there looking for that work Call my phone, who need it Nigga, know I got that work Chopping on mike with no warning Everyday like it was the first
Heard the pimp gone, need a drink Look for me, they search the building Always in the hallway, always tryna get it Standing on the toe, nigga gon' get it Then I break chill, standing on their Mind, but all of them niggas still in the kitchen Real street niggas still jungle these fists Elyah, you turned out fizzy And if I yield to Crazyboy I might get a white boy to steal on Ledgy(?)
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