Представляем точный текст композиции "Wont Be Coming Back" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Baby Aka The 1 Stunna . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Wont Be Coming Back» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Baby Aka The 1 Stunna передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Baby Aka The 1 Stunna - "Wont Be Coming Back"
Lyrics to Wont Be Coming Back : (feat. Mannie Fresh, Lac) [Intro: Baby w/ (ad-libs)] Oh yeah nigga, holla at ya boy! (Oh yeah, holla at ya boy) You under smell, number one motherfucka! (Bird-Bezzy, Baby) Bird call (brrrrrrrrr) Mannie Fresh, laced me wit this beat, you know (Yeah!) You under smell it, we gots to get some money baby Ma I got to look good We got to get this cheese nigga [Verse 1: Baby] Nigga flip on the block, the birds flew in I pick up a bite, I attend to the wind Shit, hungry dogs lyin town, dogs on the ground Niggas hustlin, and pimpin tryna put it down Pitch off the mound, that third world clown We hustle for the money, we scramble for the pound Its pimpin uptown, the boy in the lounge Put the ice on the shelf, put the whips up clown So put the whips up nigga, the Birds in town We tryna get the money, the jewels, the brown Big houses, pimpin, shine uptown Never gon stop, we millionaire bound, be-atch [Mannie Fresh] Mr. Pimp Pickle, walk wit a wiggle Keep a project bitch, and she gotta have that giggle Its "Sex In the City" every time she get wit me Wit her - up and down, and up - she pussy whipped But her pimp gon take it, or pull it out and break it off Stop for ya pop, look her in her face, then shake it off A different day another dollar, see ya later I will holla Valet please could you bring around my Impala [Chorus: Mannie Fresh] I got to go, and you got to leave Im in the wind baby, pleave believe That you wont be coming back Get yo hat, yo coat And walk on out the do Cause you wont be, coming back [Verse 2: Baby] It aint nothin to a balla ma, cook somethin right I need some chicken, French fries, need it off top Lace my ride, black wall my tires Bought mami to the mall, Stiletto boots, skirt tie I worked her ride, I beamed her a line She love a balla baby, Birdman pimp fly Smoke hydro, we do it all night Mannie Fresh, Baby, CMR for life [Lac] Lil funky, nasty bitch, I pay you to fuck For what bitch, better catch ya cut Im not a rats haven, for hoes, Ima piiiimp Make them hoes call me Caddy Daddy Sliiiim Ima maca, break a gear and a game Show a hotter hustle niggas, and bring head of the change Who you think brought that Caddy, and that brand new Range Wit them 24s on em, and all that blang - bitch [Chorus] [w/ (ad-libs)] [Verse 3: Baby] I could give you what you want ma, you give me what I need Make ya fly like a bird, and stay dressed to a T Wit Stunna on ya neck, Smith-N-Wesson on the seat Kitchen countin loot, Im in the streets gettin money Pimpin is a natural, on hoes Im wit it You never ride accurate, just dance and business And we do the best of thangs, and we never slow down We keep it all hood, cause thats how its goin out Slide in this ma, go holla at ya dogs And have a good time, and head to the mall Ima take you to the block, wit the crack and mac But its the Birdman daddy, got the stacks of stacks [Chorus] [w/ (ad-libs)] [ Wont Be Coming Back Lyrics ]
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