Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Thutty Baby
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Williams
Songwriter
Lyrics
Once you put yo hand on that pot nigga aint no turning around
Once you put yo hand on that Glock nigga ain't no turning around e
And once you jump out in them streets can't no mama save ya
Dese niggas playing flagrant got me riding with a tek and a baby
Pray to ALLAH daily that my chances just slim and not shady
To the streets I'm THUTTY to Gloria Jean I'm granny baby
R.I.P I miss my granny so much
GOD why not me and you took Cary from us
But I can't question you cuz I cannot question myself
I was born broke but I just know I ain't gone die there
I'm always on go but I can't go can't take my fye dere
Back to back on ports gooked to the floor talking to Isaiah
Nigga pose to been my bro but drop my loc when I was not there
And hit me for a baby but it ain't come in a high chair
And sometimes I just want to be alone all on my own
And sometimes I don't want to answer the phone when it all go wrong
Cuz when you need to talk who can you vent to
Who can you call on when the rent due
Lotta shit don't sit right in my mouth it ain't mint too
I'm a let GOD forgive ya I'm gone Forget You
Riding round with a fully loaded pistol
With two magazines tell me what's the issue
If you ain't down bad niggas'll wish you
That's til his mama sad all black with tissue
Save me, Save me,Save me
The bitch I'm fuckin all she wanna talk about is baby Celine oooooohhh
I don't go raw when I fuck her
They mad I ain't blow yet and I'm rawer then a muthafucka
Demon hit me and got ghost but I still seen that muthafucka
Up late live the vamp life with the bloodsuckers sucking blood out em
Nigga was my patna now he a sucker I don't give a fuck
Shawty was just a vibe and we was vibing off the energy
Know a nigga dropped out but I'm still tied in to the chemistry
Hold me like a baby now she having a Jit from me
Rock a bye the baby I think they already been to sleep
And sometimes I just want to be alone all on my own
And sometimes I don't want to answer the phone when it all go wrong
Cuz when you need to talk who can you vent to
Who can you call on when the rent due
Lotta shit don't sit right in my mouth it ain't mint too
I'm a let GOD forgive ya I'm gone Forget You
Writer(s): Joseph Williams
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