Further Than Close
Title | Further Than Close |
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Artist | Babys World |
Album | El Baby |
Release Date | 2019-03-27 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Intro: Drego] Told baby bring the— I just told baby bring the lean [Chorus: Drego] We could pour whatever you want I just told baby bring the lean Bitch, we gon' get farther than close My dog shoot the bag to Tennessee We used to shoot the bag to West V I caught the groovy bitch on the screen I stick it in, she say, "Mmm," Master P I ask her would she lay down for me? I ask her would she do the time for me? [Verse 1: Babys World] If he a hundred times a hundred, that's a friend of me Two-forty, I just hit the bag to Tennessee Most important, pay the rent, bring thе half to me Twenty cent for a wrist, thеy bust it back for free My Uncle Fetty keep the bricks with the match on me Niggas on me [?] put the tax on [?] Twenty-six for a 'bow, I ain't frontin' these Fifteen for a show or I won't agree Me, Drego, and 4 poured a pint a piece Lay low and make pros, that's the life of [?] Me and Los keep a roll, what's the price a G? [?] people hoes, that's a night [?] [Chorus: Drego] We could pour whatever you want I just told baby bring the lean Bitch, we gon' get farther than close My dog shoot the bag to Tennessee We used to shoot the bag to West V I caught the groovy bitch on the screen I stick it in, she say, "Mmm," Master P I ask her would she lay down for me? I ask her would she do the time for me? [Verse 2: Drego] I told her, "I couldn't wait to catch you on the scene" Your old nigga used to cap, Willie Beam' I think you the smoothest jawn that I seen Forgot to catch your name, I'm rude off this lean Man, I swear I fell in love with potion I take the panties off a pint, I grab a jug to pour it When it's pressure, like a 'Wood, I tell my baby smoke it I don't trust niggas with my drank, I let lil' baby pour it Ace of Spade in my section, I ain't drinkin' Moët You had the bag and you lost it, you ain't stayin' focused My baby 40 dropped the ice, he say he stayin' frozen Real Ward, drop a nigga, bring his family roses You might also like[Verse 3: Baby Money] The Waffle House, we got more syrup than Aunt Jemima Give my young dog two bands, he'll paint your mama Hundred K's in the crib and it ain't Osama I can't take you out of town if you ain't tryna drive 'em I'm a fiend, I put drank in the water fountain Fell in love with that cheese when I started countin' She spilled my cup, I put her out, so now this bitch poutin' Fucked the cheese up three times 'fore it start pilin' My mama say it's snakes around, but they just on my collar I walk with problems, touch a hair on me, they sparkin' houses I need my rocket, I wake up, I can't leave without it We serve narcotics, sell the pints to the highest buyer [Chorus: Drego] We could pour whatever you want I just told baby bring the lean Bitch, we gon' get farther than close My dog shoot the bag to Tennessee We used to shoot the bag to West V I caught the groovy bitch on the screen I stick it in, she say, "Mmm," Master P I ask her would she lay down for me? I ask her would she do the time for me? [Verse 4: 40 GlockBoy] Yeah, I asked her where she from, she said Tennessee A lil' smooth lil' jawn, I just let her be Met back with it, but now we in the V I was gone off a six, I told her stuff for me She said, "40, I'll stuff, but it ain't cheap" I told her touch down with it, I'll pay the fee Lil' baby hit my line, got an eight for me Ridin' 'round with Dracs 'cause they playin' for keeps Just did six turn-arounds in the past week I know the bitch ain't shit 'cause her bag cheap Really in that water goin' waist-deep R.I.P. 5, my nigga rest in peace [Chorus: Drego] We could pour whatever you want I just told baby bring the lean Bitch, we gon' get farther than close My dog shoot the bag to Tennessee We used to shoot the bag to West V |