Testo Baby Wyd? - Nardo Wick feat. Lakeyah
Testo della canzone Baby Wyd? (Nardo Wick feat. Lakeyah), tratta dall'album Who is Nardo Wick?
Baby, what you doin'? Ayy
Baby, what you doin'?
Baby, what you doin'? Come here, I been missin' you
I wanna fuck, I know you can tell by how I'm kissin' you
I know you say you like it when I get to rubbin' you (Okay, bet)
Come here, baby girl, then let me rub on you
Baby, what you doin'? Baby, what you doin'? (Baby, what you doin'?)
Baby, what you doin'? Come here, I been missin' you
(Baby, what you doin'?)
Baby, what you doin'? Baby, what you doin'? (Baby, what you doin'?)
Baby, what you doin'? Come here, I been missin' you
(Baby, what you doin'?)
When I put it in your stomach, you be screamin', tryna take it
You grip the covers tight while you make the ugly face
Yeah, the outfit cute, but you look better when you naked
Everybody say my name but it sound better when you say it
Lеt my face be your chair, come hеre, sit right here
All that juice drippin' out, got some in my ear
While I'm in it, look you in the eyes, you know I like to stare
Know you finna cum, you say, "Don't stop, right there"
I hear "Fp, fp, fp, fp, fp," when you throw it back
Damn, uh, uh, uh, uh, bae, you throwin' that
All that can't even fit in one hand, that's how you know it's fat
I fiend for it as soon as we get done, that's how I know you crack
Baby, what you doin'? Come here, I been missin' you
I wanna fuck, I know you can tell by how I'm kissin' you
I know you say you like it when I get to rubbin' you (Okay, bet)
Come here, baby girl, then let me rub on you
Baby, what you doin'? Baby, what you doin'? (Baby, what you doin'?)
Baby, what you doin'? Come here, I been missin' you
(Baby, what you doin'?)
Baby, what you doin'? Baby, what you doin'?
(Baby, what you doin'?)
Baby, what you doin'? Come here, I been missin' you
(Ayy, ayy, Lakeyah)
Got a thing for them street niggas (Yeah)
Other niggas can't compete with 'em (Nuh-uh)
Grip my ass like the Glock .40
While I ride the dick like the beat, nigga (I ride)
No BBL but my waist snatched (Snatched)
Petite bitch, yeah, I'm real bad (Real bad)
Feed it to you like soul food
Only real niggas get to taste that (Ayy, ayy-ayy)
And I know you wanna fuck (Fuck)
I'm like, "Come on, babe, whassup?" ('Sup)
He like, "Baby, where you at?"
I'm like, "Boy, I'm pullin' up" (Up)
Yeah, you could fold me up with my legs
Gon' let him hit it, have his head gone
Yeah, rock somethin', I head home
Guard niggas out doin' bedroom
Wanna pull it, I'ma let the nigga
'Cause he payin' for it just to get done
Now I tell my nigga, "Don't be scared now
Take the safety off, I'm tryna make you bust it"
"Ayy, girl, I'm tryna wife it"
I ain't tryna be no wifey
I'm the type to go one night
And block a nigga while he typin', he like
Baby, what you doin'? Come here, I been missin' you
I wanna fuck, I know you can tell by how I'm kissin' you
I know you say you like it when I get to rubbin' you (Okay, bet)
Come here, baby girl, then let me rub on you
Baby, what you doin'? Baby, what you doin'? (Baby, what you doin'?)
Baby, what you doin'? Come here, I been missin' you
(Baby, what you doin'?)
Baby, what you doin'? Baby, what you doin'?
(Baby, what you doin'?)
Baby, what you doin'? Come here, I been missin' you
(Baby, what you doin'?) hi
Credits
Writer(s): Elias Klughammer, David Ruoff, Ahmar Bailey, Horace Walls
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