LEG DAY (WHAT WOULD BABY DO)

LEG DAY (WHAT WOULD BABY DO)

I know she bad, I know she got a body And her gram is popping, but she basic to me Couldn’t hold up in a conversation with me, heavy Like I ain’t have the foreign b*****s busting up the Telly She want Taos, but I am not impressed throw in the towel If we talking buckets every shot your tossing that’s a foul, Moving flagrant on me, 3 strike rule and then it’s nuclear when I slide through f****ng on your friends what it’s gone do to yah Never claimed to be a saint but baby I’ll anoint that p***y might just pull a boosie shawty wipe it down, baby treat that p***y like a water spou I’ve been in a drought, not the type to bring to mamas house cause might just knock it down Call me warden way I’m moving on yah might just lock it down Told em get they ass too work you know it’s leg day Big hustler, I ain’t breaking bread if you ain’t wife I ain’t a bird feeding, think you could finesse me out these crumb I got that little bop, I'm sliding out the way I can’t be bargained with, It’s up And we keep it stuck tell me tryna manage who Crying over b*****s why you think I’ll follow you There is nothing you can teach me, I’m the leader of my crew I am the work, I run the work, I own the work, and on repeat Hit em back to back to back to back like ace and bill Cause I always hit the target with these goals and double funds If there’s henny in my cup I might just slide up in this b***h Like I got ops but really I’m just with my dancing shoes and shit Pull up my pants Dominicano with it Bust my ones and twos just like how grandad did it Took a minute just to prove to niggas never been a gimmick Let me park this, Take that ass toss it back and reverse it I’m worth it, I land on her like a strip tease that’s a go-around I land on her like I hid deeds I don’t own shit So I don’t know why niggas out here thinking that they’re owed shit I’m quiet but when something hit my radar than I’m on shit I’m leaning in I can’t help I’m somewhat of star I got that glow about me, scheming making moves again I'm jetting off Way too many bags I might not ever land It’s costly, f****ng with a hater God damn gotta brush em off me Told em get they ass too work you know it’s leg day Big hustler, I ain’t breaking bread if you ain’t wife I ain’t a bird feeding, think you could finesse me out these crumb I got that little bop, I'm sliding out the way I can’t be bargained with, It’s up And we keep it stuck tell me tryna manage who Crying over b*****s why you think I’ll follow you There is nothing you can teach me, I’m the leader of my crew I am the work, I run the work, I own the work, and on repeat

LEG DAY (WHAT WOULD BABY DO)

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I know she bad, I know she got a body And her gram is popping, but she basic to me Couldn’t hold up in a conversation with me, heavy Like I ain’t have the foreign b*****s busting up the Telly She want Taos, but I am not impressed throw in the towel If we talking buckets every shot your tossing that’s a foul, Moving flagrant on me, 3 strike rule and then it’s nuclear when I slide through f****ng on your friends what it’s gone do to yah Never claimed to be a saint but baby I’ll anoint that p***y might just pull a boosie shawty wipe it down, baby treat that p***y like a water spou I’ve been in a drought, not the type to bring to mamas house cause might just knock it down Call me warden way I’m moving on yah might just lock it down Told em get they ass too work you know it’s leg day Big hustler, I ain’t breaking bread if you ain’t wife I ain’t a bird feeding, think you could finesse me out these crumb I got that little bop, I'm sliding out the way I can’t be bargained with, It’s up And we keep it stuck tell me tryna manage who Crying over b*****s why you think I’ll follow you There is nothing you can teach me, I’m the leader of my crew I am the work, I run the work, I own the work, and on repeat Hit em back to back to back to back like ace and bill Cause I always hit the target with these goals and double funds If there’s henny in my cup I might just slide up in this b***h Like I got ops but really I’m just with my dancing shoes and shit Pull up my pants Dominicano with it Bust my ones and twos just like how grandad did it Took a minute just to prove to niggas never been a gimmick Let me park this, Take that ass toss it back and reverse it I’m worth it, I land on her like a strip tease that’s a go-around I land on her like I hid deeds I don’t own shit So I don’t know why niggas out here thinking that they’re owed shit I’m quiet but when something hit my radar than I’m on shit I’m leaning in I can’t help I’m somewhat of star I got that glow about me, scheming making moves again I'm jetting off Way too many bags I might not ever land It’s costly, f****ng with a hater God damn gotta brush em off me Told em get they ass too work you know it’s leg day Big hustler, I ain’t breaking bread if you ain’t wife I ain’t a bird feeding, think you could finesse me out these crumb I got that little bop, I'm sliding out the way I can’t be bargained with, It’s up And we keep it stuck tell me tryna manage who Crying over b*****s why you think I’ll follow you There is nothing you can teach me, I’m the leader of my crew I am the work, I run the work, I own the work, and on repeat

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