C#
[Intro]
E
Let's go
C#m
(Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you made that motherfuckin' beat? Ah, nah)
E C#m E
You know it's Baby, nigga, hahaha
C#m
Hah
E
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one), ha
[Chorus]
C# E
She wanna fuck with me, but I don't got the time (Mmh, mmh)
C#m E
I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (Yeah)
C#m E
Go call my chauffeur, bitch, 'cause I don't like to drive
C#m E
We in Suburbans back to back and we gon' fill 'em up with vibes (Let's go)
[Verse 1]
C#
Fill 'em with vibes (Yeah), get in and ride (Yeah, yeah)
And no, a nigga not blind (Uh-uh)
E
But I keep the stick and I'm firin' (Bitch)
C#
I ain't met a nigga in life
B
That's fuckin' with me, say he did, then he lyin' (Mmh, mmh)
C#m
Got so many vibes stuffed in the car
E
We can fuck them hoes six at a time (No cap)
C#m C# E
I make them hoes say, "That nigga so fine" (Ooh)
E
"Girl, he got the dick you can feel in your spine" (Yeah)
C#m
Yeah, that what they say about Baby
E
You know that them bitches don't play about Baby
C#m
Baby should go run for president
B
Look what God did, took his time with me (Yeah, yeah)
E
Got a red and white ho like a peppermint (Ooh)
C#m B
Book the hotel, take the vibes in
C#
She gon' fuck me and fuck on my brethren (Uh)
My brother 'nem, havin' three hoes in the king size
I ain't finished yet (Mmh), get another bitch (Mmh)
E
Got her ridin' dick and screamin', "Yeehaw" (Mmh, mmh, mmh, mmh)
C#m
Make me proud, girl, you a cowgirl (Huh?)
C# E
Did a handstand, I'm like, "Wow, girl" (Okay, okay)
C#m E
Got me fuckin' her upside-down (Ooh, mmh), baow, baow
C#m D
Yeah, we goin' dumb, say she wanna cum (Mmh)
E
I'm lookin' like, "When?" She lookin' like, "Now"
C#m
Some more came in, say they want it too
E
I tagged in my brother, bitch, I'm out (Bye), I know
[Chorus]
C#m E
She wanna fuck with me, but I don't got the time (Mmh, mmh, yeah)
C#m E
I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (Yeah)
C#m E
Go call my chauffeur, bitch, 'cause I don't like to drive
C#
We in Suburbans back to back and we gon' fill 'em up with vibes (Let's go)
E
She wanna fuck on me, but I don't got the time (Mmh, mmh)
C#m C# E
I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (Yeah)
C# E
Go call my chauffeur, bitch, 'cause I don't like to drive
C#m D#
We in Suburbans back to back and we gon' fill 'em up with vibes (Look)
[Verse 2]
C#m E
Let's get on a jet (Yeah), come give me some neck (Yeah, yeah)
C#m E
She ain't pickin' up (Huh?), and her nigga just called, she gon' send him a text
C# B E
I don't need no doc', bitch, you know I'm a dog, better send me the vet
C# B
Ever made you a million? I tell 'em, "Riddle me that," ain't offended me yet
C# B
My bitch drink Bacardi, I'm in this bitch feelin' like 'Set (Okurr), quarter mil' on my neck
C#m B E
One-point-two on the crib, four hundred thou' on the whip, dickin' down your lil' bitch
C#m
I'm 'bout to go buy me a coupe (Zoom)
D# E
Pull up, make the doors raise the roof (Yeah)
C#m
Louis V army fatigue (Yes, sir)
B E
Hop out with a pole like a troop (Yeah, get in there)
C#m
Baby Ray Allen from three (Swish)
E
You leave me open, I shoot (Baow, baow)
C#m
We like Martin and Pam at the hotel (Uh)
D# E
We kickin' hoes out, get the boot (Mmh)
C#m
These hoes catchin' bodies, they 'bout it (Yeah)
E
We having new vibes in the lobby (New vibes)
C#m
That's wherever we go, ain't no problem (No problem)
E
I just told a bitch no, she was childish (Bye)
C#
Pulled up like
[Chorus]
E
She wanna fuck with me, but I don't got the time (Mmh, mmh)
C#m E
I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (Yeah)
C#m E
Go call my chauffeur, bitch, 'cause I don't like to drive
C#m
We in Suburbans back to back and we gon' fill 'em up with vibes
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