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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Thutty Baby
Thutty Baby
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Williams
Joseph Williams
Songwriter
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VinnyTheWizard
VinnyTheWizard
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Lyrics

Its Omertà til I check out hear no evil see no evil And I damn sho aint finna say shit specially talking to dem ppl Use to be down on my dick riding stolo like its legal Fo bald head got a bit wavy bald fade was nappy and peezy I was trappin and manufacturing to that Gucci and that jeezy On that oj x and oj tell bra I love em I see his evil On that ofay stamp a oyah nigga kicking it like Fifa And stepping in dog shit nigga my stripes aint just come addidas Nigga gotta break bread with my people that shit put me thru a lot In a charger dodging charges murder was the case they thru it out And this ain't that and that ain't this you gotta show what you about Can't straddle the fence might catch a play after we make selah And we gone move around if you aint on that we gone move ya out And we out of town and we on that lil nigga move ya spot When my lil nigga do it he do it like he is the only one And we gotta make it back cuz my mama feel like im her only son My bitch know im her only nigga chase that paper on them jiggas Send my prayers up to my maker I aint have no father figure Come thru like the undertaker nigga I aint wrestling wit ya Shawty shake that money maker you know im a bust it wit ya You know im a bust it wit ya send my hoe some bust it pictures Fucking all in viso cuz you know that's its fuck the system That Nina got a dildo my bitch got extendos She love when I come in tho cuz I stay doggin out the rental Tryin to be a winter like Timbaland I'm a give a bitch a boot On a e class in a e class that's presidential Magoo And dont take shit personal so I aint handling business with you I dont know how I pose to feel cuz I aint got no feelings for you Ray Charles to the bullshit shades on got me feeling for you Raekwon witth the busllshit ghost face hit ya ass up with that woo You can't tame this blame who blame this All us rode the short bus so we speak the same language Can you explain this can we bust down the same plate to eat off Rob Peter to go And see Paul you know im in like Esau But ain't gone talk bout what we saw Lil dog swingin like he bout tee off Left a nigga shaking with that dick Like he getting last lil bit of pee off I know this gone help us be on I know rather see that we off Hit ya late night with that switch Like ya mama told you to turn the tv off Mama had hit me with the switch but I still gotta get these off Fo you leave a nigga for dead nigga you betta take the D's off
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