BABY MAMA - Trifedrew

BABY MAMA - Trifedrew

  • Year of release: 2019
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 2:49

Below is the lyrics of the song BABY MAMA , artist - Trifedrew with translation

Lyrics " BABY MAMA "

Original text with translation

BABY MAMA

Trifedrew

Aye, I got that shit right now

Run that shit back, got that shit right now, hold up

Right now, right now right now right now

Hahahaha, haha

Jah, and you know that, boy!

Fucked your baby mama, yeah (Oh yeah), that’s your B. M (Smut)

You be all on fake accounts (She eat), you be creepin' (What?)

Your name in her bio, yeah (Yurr), she in my DM (Aye)

Nigga say he get around, but we don’t see him (That nigga goofy)

He a lame (He a lame), he a goofy (That nigga goofy)

Yeah, his bitch bad (Bad), but she choosy (That bitch is choosy)

Hit a stain (What?), he loopy (Aye, aye)

Thought that you could cuff her but that bitch is just a groupie

Bad lil' Cuban mami, met that bitch in 1−0 (Uh)

Took her to the movies, it turned out she was a free hoe (Free hoe)

Tried to sit her in the front but that bitch want straight to the back row

I tried to watch the fucking movie but that bitch was tryna deep-throat

Oh shit, she on «go» mode, she spicy like adobo (Uh)

She eat me up so good, I was tryna take a photo

I put the fucking flash on (Flash), she cool with the flash on (Flash)

She told me I could finish on anything but her fashion

I’m like «Whoa, whoa, whoa», niggas co-o-old (Whoa)

You was popping last year, where did you go-o-o?

(Whoa)

Whoa, whoa, hold up, wait, wait, wait

Where these niggas went though?

Y’all niggas is cold, y’all niggas is ice cold

Fuck outta here nigga, fuck

Fucked your baby mama, yeah (Oh yeah), that’s your B. M (Smut)

You be all on fake accounts (She eat), you be creepin' (What?)

Your name in her bio, yeah (Yurr), she in my DM (Aye)

Nigga say he get around, but we don’t see him (That nigga goofy)

He a lame (He a lame), he a goofy (That nigga goofy)

Yeah, his bitch bad (Bad), but she choosy (That bitch is choosy)

Hit a stain (What?), he loopy (Aye, aye)

Thought that you could cuff her but that bitch is just a groupie

Ayy, I’m living so fast (Fast), like I’m doing the dash (Dash)

I been in my bag (Bag), I been on the road (Road)

I been with the bros (Bros), and ducking your hoe (Hoe)

But once I get back (Back), I put dick in her back (Back)

That shit get you mad, that shit get you sad

'Cause I fuck her like, that, that, that, that

She got no respect, nigga, my dick in her neck, nigga

Then she go right back to you and kiss you on your lips, nigga

Nigga you’s a bitch, nigga, a walking lick, nigga

You buy that little bitch designer, she sucking my dick, nigga

Fucked your baby mama, yeah (Oh yeah), that’s your B. M (Smut)

You be all on fake accounts (She eat), you be creepin' (What?)

Your name in her bio, yeah (Yurr), she in my DM (Aye)

Nigga say he get around, but we don’t see him (That nigga goofy)

He a lame (He a lame), he a goofy (That nigga goofy)

Yeah, his bitch bad (Bad), but she choosy (That bitch is choosy)

Hit a stain (What?), he loopy (Aye, aye)

Thought that you could cuff her but that bitch is just a groupie

Jah, and you know that, boy!

My nigga Jah on the beat, get these bitches on they feet!

Jah stop hitting the Rose, keep the bitches real cozy!

My nigga Don with the cannon, you get that cannon, it grows like spandex!

Niggas dream — yo, yo, chill, my nigga, oh!

Yo, that’s hard

My nigga ch—ah!

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