BakerMan

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E4$ Spud


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F*ck a friend ship 
Niggas jump ship 
Quicker then the titanic 
(Whoa)
Middle finger up
10 toes down 
Never panic
We can manage 
(Oh)
Only feed the family
They goin understand it
Why I'm movin like a bandit 

I remember days when I didn't have it
If I see you wit it, we goin come and grab it

Gimmie

This ya first chance
This ya last chance 

Nigga only gettin 1
Me and 2 woes
3blunts
Check, check, check, check
And like 4 Guns

Who want what
Who
If I cock this back, that nigga better run
Dip
We Goin sell that good shit by the ton 

Im the bakerman if you need a bun.
Waddup

High as I wanna be 
I keep'on thinkin bout that ass in front of me 

Come an make love to me 
(Come on)
Know she wan f*ck wit me

Heard she was tellin her bitches she scared 
(What)
She might get stuck wit me
Yea 
All of my bitches be drippin
All of my niggas keep dealin
I'm slick with the pimpin 
Back to back winnin 
Villain
Cadillac Williams 

Make em run it back
They gon f*ck wit that

Reachin for a star 

Pop a perk and i might do a jumpinjack 
(Got one)
In the pussy I'm like where ya stomach at
(Where)
Pin her down and tell her she can't run from that (come here)
Text come through
Play 1 2

Got the work well where the f*ck you at 
(F*ck Nigga)
I tried to rob em ain't commin back
(Fuxk Nigga)
 I ain't duckin, im wherever danger at!

Straight up

My blunt be as thick as a bitch from the south
My bitch is blunt,stuff it all in her mouth
(Right)
If it ain't bout money Then why leave ya house 
(For what)
Grams on my table, that glik on the couch

Got married to paper that dollar my spouse 
The trust and loyalty what is about 
Finger f*ck a check, why ya hands in a drought 
Ouch

F*ck what they wrote 
Know that we goin for broke 

I'm talkin straight off the boat 
Down on my luck 

I'm talkin all out of hope
That's when I go at ya throat 

If that nigga try me he smoked
(Got em)
All of my niggas a go 

All of ya nigggas a hoe
We already know 
(Bow)
The type to get sent to the sto

(F*ck Nigga)

F*ck a friend ship 
Niggas jump ship 
Quicker then the titanic 

Middle finger up
10 toes down 
Never panic
We can manage 

Only feed the family
They goin understand it
Why I'm movin like a bandit 

I remember days when I didn't have it
If I see you wit it, we goin come and grab it

Gimmie

This ya first chance 
This ya last chance 

Nigga only gettin 1
Me and 2 woes
3blunts
Check, check, check, check
And like 4 Guns

Who want what
If I cock this back, that nigga better run
We Goin sell that good shit by the ton 
Im the bakerman if you need a bun

F*ck allat hattin 
I'm faded 

I'm try tell my Muvah I made it
You know I'm her favorite 
Never was basic
Watch how they play it 
 
They hate you 
Then love you the second you make it
Outrageous 

My flow too contagious my nigga
Get back to the basics my Nigga 
I'm duckin them cases my nigga 
But tryna get that money that come in suitcases my nigga 
Fuckin it 
Let's get back to workin 
I promise I'm doin this shit till it's workin 
I promised my girl I bring her a birken
I'm still in the trap bitch you know I ain't workin 

Still on my grind
So you know I ain't hurtin 

Causin a wave
But you know I ain't surfin 

If that nigga try me 
Im goin have to merk em

He thought he was safe 
Put a shot through is curtain 
Bitch

Yea

F*ck it I feel like I'm chosen 
Pockets be swollen 

Ice on my risk got my shit feelin frozen 
I know why she lurkin an police patrolin 
My nigga pull up in whip that look stolen 

I️ don't love that bitch
But the dick in her Coleen 

She love when I️ strike it 
I️ don't do no bowling 

My 40 be striking
I️ love when it's blowin

Show me the source 
I️ can't do no inbetweens 
Ima get straight to the green 
Pull up and f*ck up the scene 
I'm off a green bean 

Perks in my sprite 
I can't fuxk wit the lean 

Say what you mean 
They intervene 

Bing
2 to his bean

Bing 
Shots on the scene

I jus an extended my
Verse 

Spit like I'm cursed 
I put the beat in a hearse 
Started from dirt 
Say what you worth
Work 
I think it's starting to work 

I gave em blood sweat and tears
Don't got fears

I jus can't go in reverse 
I jus reap what I sow 

Been down and been hurt
That's why I finesse wit a smirk 

This ya first chance 

This last chance 
Nigga only gettin 1

Me and 2 woes
3blunts

Check check check
And like 4guns

Who want what
If I cock this back
 
That's nigga better run

We goin sell that good shit by the ton

I'm the bakerman if you need a bun.
(Wuddup)

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