Lyrics Champ – Baby Debo

Baby Debo Lyrics – Champ

Singer: Champ
Title: Baby Debo

She like to twerk in my face while I’m grabbing her waist
It smell like bonito
I cut her off for a day it went straight to her brain (like cocaine)
Sent her back like a veto

She know I get that green like Cee Lo
n#gg# touch me he get stitched like he Lilo
I Light it up make his #ss catch a heat stroke
Baby Debo

She like to twerk in my face while I’m grabbing her waist
Told her give a brеak for a minute
I cut her off for a day it was just like cocainе it went straight to her brain for a minute
Ion care what day what place imma hit it

On the free way broad day imma hit it
Rain rain go away either way imma hit it
You got on 2 chains let em clang imma hit it
She hit me up and had told me she missed me

I went got on first plane to get back to the city
She say she been saving her love Like Whitney
I get rich or die trying just like I was 50
I throw Huns in the club lil hoe don’t tempt me

This hustlers ambition ain’t come in over night
Back in the day i wore pants that was tight
But now my sh#t loose cuz these 20s and 5s
Slept on me then now they #ss look alive

I hit from the back pull her tracks and her necklace
Take a 5 minute break cuz she catching a crampy
I pick her up throw her over my shoulder
I like to controller she know how I’m coming

Then I flip her over she touching my boner
I start to bull dozer
Nah don’t you start running
When she #rg#sm she start having spasms

We making magic
I can stroke on the floor man I don’t need a mattress (no mattress)
I told her I’m nasty
I give her that dick when she start to get sassy

If she a good girl I might get her a Patek
I don’t beg for the p#ss# it come automatic
Baby Debo been having that static
She wanna fly overseas and just chill for a week (Mmm hmm)

I told her let’s do it
She wanna sip barefoot on the beach barefoot
I told her let’s do it
She ain’t never had a man like that

Give her the world and don’t ask for it back
With a stroke game that’s addictive like crack
No wonder these hoes be attached
Blowing up my phone

Won’t leave me alone
Pulling up at my home
I told her that I was gone
Trynna move in with me

Asking for a set of keys
I ain’t no different from future she thinking she slick she belongs to the streets
Try to find another me but it ain’t no comparison
Don’t even try it that sh#t there embarrassing

I know she starting to get sick of my arrogance
But I just be stating the facts apparently
I stay on my pivot you won’t catch me slippin
My head on the swivel I keep me a pistol

I blow a whistle hoes gather like pigeons
Yunno Baby Debo been pimpin
She like to twerk in my face while I’m grabbing her waist
It smell like bonito

I cut her off for a day it went straight to her brain
Sent her back like a veto
She know I get that green like Cee Lo
n#gg# touch me he get stitched like he Lilo

I Light it up make his #ss catch a heat stroke
Baby Debo
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