Baby Mama Coochie Lyrics – Saweetie
Singer: Saweetie
Title: Baby Mama Coochie
Ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
B_tch, I’m not the goat, I’m some’ like don dada
Let him have a treat, then I let him get nada
Wanna f_ck with me, know I’m crazy, see I’m freaky
See, I got a baby, so his baby maker need me
Baby mama coochie, man, you b_tches is beneath me
Told him text his homie if the n_gga need to reach me
I just got some coochie, I don’t got the double D-Ds
Yet, hey
What’s next? He f_ckin’ up a check on my body, what’s next?
He stick it in, then he had me throwing up his set
He say I s_ck d_ck too good, I’m the best
These n_ggas playin’, but I’m really from the ‘Wood
Yup, Inglewood, b_tch, up to no good
You a shoulda-coulda, I’m a wish a b_tch would (I’m a wish a b_tch would)
Ayy, ayy, I’m a wish a b_tch would
My b_tches choo-choo, lil’ engine that could
These b_tches suwoop just like they should
N_gga, what you gon’ do? I’ll pull up to yo’ hood
Huh? Huh?
Yeah, and that’s dolo, n_gga, ayy
Put the money on the floor-floor, n_gga, ayy
Who ain’t really trained to go, lil’ n_gga? Ayy
I can make you touch ya toes, lil’ n_gga
B_tches wanna play, well, set the camera up and p_ssy play
No, it ain’t no cuddle, take the muzzle off and gimmie face
If you can make me nut then you stuck until you make me squirt
N_gga, bring the bottle, I’m the model, now let’s go to work
I ain’t got no ass, but it ain’t sad ’cause I’m a freaky ho
And if it’s ’bout a bag, I can fake it ’til my pockets full
And n_ggas really beatin’ down roaches need to let me know
‘Cause I ain’t sharing d_ck unless she cute or got a lot of dough (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Baby mama coochie, I ain’t even got a baby
Told me she a ho and I told her to do it a safely
And he wanna f_ck a blood, the lil’ n_gga gotta pay me
I’m a nasty b_tch, I told a n_gga put it in my face
What’s next? I told the p_ssy n_gga cut the check on the set
I made that n_gga tat it on his neck
I’m the best, a freaky bum could never make me upset
SBA check got a b_tch talkin’ out her neck
B_tch, I been a boss, I been yo’ mama, been that b_tch
I got my own n_gga, ho, I don’t want yo’ d_ck
That sh_t don’t hit like a muthaf_ckin’ truck
Told my n_gga, “Wanna f_ck, baby, put it in my b_tt”
What’s next? He wanna f_ck me in private jets
What’s next? He wanna buy me and my b_tches Birkin bags
I want a new body, can you pop that tag?
Drippin’ all CC, b_tch, I’m in my bag
She can’t sit down unless she got a fat #ss
I don’t f_ck with b_tches ’cause these hoes don’t last
Bundle girls locked in, yeah, we on the map
It’s no cap in my rap, sis, sit back before I spaz
Ho safely or don’t ho at all
Ho safely or don’t ho at all
Ayy, ho safely or don’t ho at all
Me and my b_tches in the mall and we came to ball
B_tch, I’m not the goat, I’m some’ like don dada
Let him have a treat, then I let him get nada
Wanna f_ck with me, know I’m crazy, see I’m freaky
See, I got a baby, so his baby maker need me
Baby mama coochie, man, you b_tches is beneath me
Told him text his homie if the n_gga need to reach me
I just got some coochie, I don’t got the double D-Ds
Yet, hey
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