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Babyface Ray

Marcellus Rayvon Register (born February 7, 1991), known professionally as Babyface Ray, is an American rapper from Detroit, Michigan. He is noted as an important and prominent figure of the Detroit hip hop scene. more »

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(DTB, that's a slap)

Stepped in the booth
I just poured out the brick
I can get it out a ho and
I can get it out a bitch
Real street nigga, send a pack, send a hit
Wipe a nigga nose
You ain't gettin' back shit
Name a hood talkin' shit I ain't spinned
Try to come to 22nd and got hit
Pussy ass ain't been back since
Haha, shit don't make no sense

Gotta watch these niggas close
And analyze they motives
Always niggas who be close that
Hit a nigga lower
In the reds with thirty thousand
And a blower on me
By myself, still thirty deep
But you won't know it's on me
60K up on my wrist and
You can tell the difference
Exotic smoke, this ain't dip
You can taste thе difference
Thеy can free the opps today and
It wouldn't make a difference
I done scored for my niggas, bitch
I make a difference
I was sellin' back in class
I ain't no angel, nigga
Lost Dame, same week, I had to spank a nigga
Let that Wock' get in my body, I be blankin'
Nigga come off the hip with this 40
Tryna bake a nigga
Money turned you niggas soft
It made me dangerous, nigga
Go broke, them hoes gon' laugh and they
Gon' shake a nigga
Lock me up and throw the key
And it won't break a nigga
Ain't a nigga 'round this bitch can say
He made a nigga, it's Jim, nigga

Stepped in the booth
I just poured out the brick
I can get it out a ho and
I can get it out a bitch
Real street nigga, send a pack, send a hit
Wipe a nigga nose
You ain't gettin' back shit

Ayy, wipe a nigga nose, take a nigga ho
Lil' cousin, he keep the 40 on him
Tell him when to go
Hit the H, buy 'em for the low
Send 'em to the O i be out paranoid as f*ck
Niggas really broke
Yeah, rubber band man, fuckin' right
Hell yeah what you want? I'll drop it off
I'm the mailman
Ridin' low, shawty top me off
Say she got a man
Send a text, say she proud of me
I'm in Prada pants
Bitch, I'm in Raf Simons, no L's
Got the 'Cat spinnin'
Set the bag down, said I quit
But I'm back in it
Goyard tote, f*ck a ho, put some racks in it
In a penthouse wrappin' work, I'm a rap nigga
Really, I been runnin' for a minute
I done lapped niggas
Hop in yellow V-cut millions
With some rap bitches
See, really, it's a real big
Difference, 'cause it's facts, nigga
You ain't never seen one clean
With the stamp in it

Stepped in the booth
I just poured out the brick
I can get it out a ho and
I can get it out a bitch
Real street nigga, send a pack, send a hit
Wipe a nigga nose
You ain't gettin' back shit

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