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Dababy
Dababy

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Verse 1
G
Dbm
I got 20 on my beat
Ab
Everybody know
Verse 2
my name
Db
ringin' bells
Dbm
Ringin' bells like the hallway (uh- huh)
Db
I ain't gotta cap in no mothafuckin' rap
I'll whip out and air it out
broad day (mmm)
I got in with that stick, and I'm with that
Ab
Break a nigga in half like a
Db
Kit- Kat (uh- huh)
I been tryna be positive,
mama (uh- huh)
Ab
They ain't fuckin' wit' Jonathan,
mama (nope)
Db
Who you know put they
mothafuckin' self on the map
G
And now they don't
Db
owe nobody shit? (me)
I send one of my lil' niggas,
come take you off
Dbm
You get laid on the floor
by a jit (ha)
Db
Ab
Db
Got pulled over with fifty- five K
in my pocket (woo)
G
The police,
Dbm
they know I'm legit (woo, woo)
Db
G
Ab
The po lice, they know I got sticks
G
They be worried about me, they
know I'm a clique
Db
These niggas, they know I'm a dawg
G
I ain't worried about him, I
Dbm
know he a bitch (meow)
The next nigga that come
Ab
play with me
I'ma send him to go ask
Db
2Pac for a pic, bitch
Ab
Db
They say I'm the hottest new nigga
C
Db
Go check the thermometer,
Ab
Dbm
Db
that nigga sick (hot)
Ab
Nigga must have a fever or somethin'
Heard he was born up in Cleveland
or somethin' (uh- huh)
F
Let me give you a history lesson
Ab
We moved back to Charlotte,
Dbm
Db
Dbm
1999 (Okay)
I ain't sayin that none of that
matter
'Cause if somebody touch
me, then somebody dyin' (no cap)
Db
Ab
Why he talkin' so calm
when he say that? (huh?)
Db
Dbm
How he make 'em rewind and re
Ab
Dbm
play that? (yeah)
Ab
Fm
Who you know get a fade once a
C
Ab
Dbm
week and they tryna get waves?
Ab
Fuck a mothafuckin' wave-
Eb
cap (uh- huh)
Ab
Db
C
Every time that the DJ play "Suge"
Ab
Dbm
Niggas throw up they arms like a mothafuck
in' racetrack (let's go)
Db
Every time that my baby girl see me
She run and say "Daddy",
Dbm
Db
I love when she say that (mwah)
Ab
Db
Every time I hit one of my moves
Ab
All the bitches go crazy,
Db
they like how I do that (let's go)
I keep one in the head,
if I don't let off first
Ab
I'ma dive to the side when I shoot back
G
Ab
Yeah, I'm com in' like Blade
C
in this bitch (ah)
Ab
Fuck around, and walked out
Db
in a trench coat
They gon' have to put me with
the greats (uh- huh)
Dbm
Wanna fuck with me, she gotta
Db
wait (bitch)
On the yacht, with me,
me and the kids
C
There's four of us,
Ab
Dbm
Db
we on the sea eatin' steak (yep)
Ab
I won't go back and forth with a shrimp
G
You goin out sad 'bout a
Ab
G
hoe, I'm a pimp (ha)
Ab
He keep bumpin' his
Db
motherfuckin' gums
Ab
We gon put his ass up like a
Db
mothafuckin' blimp (bitch)
Like to talk on the pillow wit' hoes,
that's gon' get him exposed
Ab
He a mothafuckin' simp (hold up)
Db
You know he got that thang on him, baby
Ab
A
Quit askin' him why that boy walk
Ab
with a limp (shh, shh, shh)
Db
Ab
I don't care bout this mothafuck
G
Dbm
in' chain (uh- huh)
Ab
But I'll still bust your mothafuckin' brain
G
(uh- huh)
Ab
Just got head on a mothafuckin' plane
(no cap)
Ain't no cap in my rap,
Db
I'm the truth (ha)
Ab
End up fuckin' this hoe from the back
Dbm
Ab
I knew her for a day, she on go, she the swoop (yeah,
yeah, yeah, swoop)
F
A
G
And these niggas ain't livin' like that
Ab
Why he talkin' so gangsta? Your bro,
G
he a fluke (fluke,fluke)
Ab
They know Baby gon' blow,
he a flute (flute)
They know Baby gon' blow,
Db
he the bomb (boom)
Ab
They know Baby was just in Miami
C
Now he in L.A., nigga think
Dbm
Ab
he LeBron (ha)
They know Baby go baby on
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baby (Uh- huh)
But five years ago, nigga say he was
Db
John (keep goin')
Ab
C
I touch down at the front of the plane
Ab
And the driver come pick up my Louis
Vuitton (them facts)
While he drive me around,
I be blowin' out pressure
I'm chillin' backseat
with the iron (bitch)
Verse 3
Ab
Dbm
And I'm done with this shit, man
Ab
I'm one of the best mothafuckin' rappers,
Db
man (I'm fuckin' done with this shit, man)
Dbm
You know (I'm done with this)
But I ain't gon' keep,
Db
Ab
you know, I mean, braggin' 'bout this
I'm done with this one,
C
Ab
Dbm
I'm the best mothafuckin' rapper, man
Ab
Quit playin' with Baby,
man, do not play with me
I'm just exercising, I'm just exercising my craft,
that's it (I'm the best mothafuckin' rapper)
Dbm
Db
And I'm not gonna keep sayin' this shit,
Ab
(yeah) I'm done sayin' this shit
Dbm
Db
Ab
Uh
And I got 20 on my mothafuckin' beat,
Db
Ab
but this nigga can't engineer for shit
Dbm
I'm 'bout to make this nigga just start
Ab
makin' beats and quit engineering
Aight, cut that shit off

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