Baby Ruth Lyrics

Nigga tripping

Fuck he talking about

Yeah

Open the door nigga

Zombies out the door nigga

Hollon

Hmm

You tripping

Bad bitch cute face

And she got that ass too

Slicky mouth bitch

I swear to God she got an attitude

Walking up in fashion

I keep it fresh like an igloo

I be all drink up

Slowly sipping up the juice

Slavery was real

Nigga I don't want to no jewels

I don't like friendly bitches

Nigga I want my babe rude

Hollon choppa hit his toes

Man that shit went tou tou tou

This ain't crazy boo

Fuck it nigga this is babe Ruth

Nigga junkies outside

Watch your tone don't be a fool

Dior crazy ass nigga

Always smoking up a wood

Two doors whip

I be whipping up the coupe

I don't fuck with no body

I buy my dope and keep it cool

Where the fuck the teddy bears

Junkies outside tonight

Man this party way to lit

For somebody not to die

Don't wanna end up in the grave

That why the fuck I keep that fire

Nigga ridding with that thing

Make sure somebody die tonight

Aye sipping up the Henny

Tell the DJ turn me up

She a crazy ass bitch she throw it back

And fuck it up

Go ask them bitches about me

I ain't never give a fuck