Lyrics
Chorus:
Expressing deep love and commitment to a significant other, referring to them as "baby" and emphasizing their importance in the speaker's life.
She told me "I just wanna be your lady, lady
-You own the key to my heart and soul, oh
-It's just your spirit drives my crazy, crazy
-You're the only bitch in my life, you're my baby baby
-Baby, baby
Repetition of "Baby, baby" to reinforce affection and intimacy.
Verse 1:
The speaker reflects on their life, experiences, and status, discussing material success, resilience, and relationships.
I'm looked at him dead in his eye, made him tell me what it cost
-The vision is clear, gimme Perillis on the Porsche
-Never seen a nigga so mean
-Come home and get it rockin' for niggaz just reppin' the streets
-My crew will get it poppin' (ow-ow)
-My bitches, they treat me like a king
-I like to keep 'em on balance like they was there to swing
-"Well what's ya name"
-I'm the million dollar king
-Spent a fair been in my life in and out the clink
-But um, now I'm back on my grind paper-chasing
-M.O.B. did it in stores, all the niggaz waiting
-I told her she good up in the hood
-You better to gettin' bitch while it's good
-Chorus
Expressing deep love and commitment to a significant other, referring to them as "baby" and emphasizing their importance in the speaker's life.
Verse 2:
The speaker narrates interactions with a woman, portraying a carefree and confident lifestyle, mentioning substance use, and highlighting the pleasures and complexities of romantic relationships.
Gave her the benefit of doubt
-Tried to get out, tried to spit it in her mouth
-Leaned back, took me a puff, sitting on the chest
-Called her a B, she said "Biggaveli, you's a mess"
-She ain't never worried about a nigga gettin' weak
-She hit the bleep, me and chinchilla in the jeep
-Ridin' low, hat to the back, finger in her ear
-Sippin' slow, Yak in the Ac', thinkin' I'm in here
-Yeah, just call up a night for Biggavel'
-More clientele, more bubbly and bigger tele's
-Told his baby-moms I'm stressing for what they did to Blaze
-Got my baby darling peressing, we puffing on some haze
-She don't smoke, but she took a hit
-Took a flick, pulled up her dress., then she took again
-Yeah, my bitches, I learned a lot of wrong
-Get 'em stoned, get 'em home, and make 'em give me dome
-Ow
-Chorus
Expressing deep love and commitment to a significant other, referring to them as "baby" and emphasizing their importance in the speaker's life.
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