Baby (Explicit) - Yogi/Maleek Berry/Ray BLK/Kid Ink
Lyrics by:Yogi Tulsiani/Brian Collins Jr/David Phelps/Ivan Rosenberg/Alexander Lewis/Maleek Shoyebi/Rita Ekwere/Janée Bennett/Mark Ralph/Joseph Cabera/Matthew Walker/Ken Gold/Michael Denne
Composed by:Yogi Tulsiani/Brian Collins Jr/David Phelps/Ivan Rosenberg/Alexander Lewis/Maleek Shoyebi/Rita Ekwere/Janée Bennett/Mark Ralph/Joseph Cabera/Matthew Walker/Ken Gold/Michael Denne
Oh baby
Berry 'pon this
Carry make love
Lil mama you going to catch a case catch a case
That thing you're doing with your waist
I'ma call the police on your behind your behind
Swear I don't lie
See your trouble when you 'cause of you
I'm careful you need doin' time doing time
For the way you whine
And caught the boys shiver it ain't cold tho
You packing heat like a snow globe
Shaking money got me spending more dough
She went around with a baller
African boy shot caller
Spray tans and dollars
Baby I ain't never been a long talka
Fly you out to Vegas
I can make you famous
If you jump on the mic and
I make the beat we waking up the neighbors
Oh baby
Boy I know that you can talk to talk
Badman than can you walk the walk
So now show me what you got
Oh baby
Boy I know that you can talk to talk
Badman than can you walk to walk
Now go on and show me what you got
I see you in 'em blue jeans wearing makeup
Looking like a you tryna get tied up
I can give it to you till you're tired
I'm a fan of that a*s
And the crowd throwing signs yeah
We ain't tryna leave with the ladies
Other b***hes background
Baby got you listen
It's a movie in here
All she want do is Netflix and chill
I know I know whole follow me
Wherever the I go I go
You been tryna give me that arrow arrow
Notice you the only thing I'm on I'm on
Baby the way that we living it might change it
The way that I'm eating is all gravy
Alumni is the label that pays me
Oh baby
Boy I know that you can talk to talk
Badman than can you walk the walk
So now show me what you got
Oh baby
Boy I know that you can talk to talk
Badman than can you walk to walk
Now go on and show me what you got
This ain't for keeps just a rental
One night then he got sentimental
Said he wanna London gal
Now he won't stop writing like a pen pal
Top grade yeah president show
Boy I hope you know what you getting into
Then I cut it of like I against you
Now he's in my phone like
Oh baby
Boy I know that you can talk to talk
Badman than can you walk the walk
So now show me what you got
Oh baby
Boy I know that you can talk to talk
Badman than can you walk to walk
Now go on and show me what you got
Oh baby
I love you touchin me there there
I wanna throw my hands in the air air
Don't mind you messing my hair hair
Oh baby
I love you touchin me there there
I wanna throw my hands in the air air
Don't mind you messing my hair hair
Oh baby
Boy I know that you can talk to talk
Badman than can you walk the walk
So now show me what you got
Oh baby
Boy I know that you can talk to talk
Badman than can you walk to walk
Now go on and show me what you got
Show me what you got