Released: March 5, 2014
Songwriter: Pouya
Producer: Ronny J
[Verse 1]
Stunna
Bitch, I go harder than thunder (Bitch)
Your bitch all on my dick, suckin' me up, just like a plunger (Yuh)
Fuck 'em and throw 'em away (Peace)
Baby Bone gotta get paid (Yuh)
Ain't stoppin' this hustle, I'm grindin' until I am drivin' the southern Mercedes
Y'all having babies, still gotta work to pick up some payments
But it's all good 'cause I feel like the greatest
No one can stop me, I'm gettin' this paper
Stop callin' my phone, I don't owe you no favors (Bitch)
Sweet and sour pussy flavor (Yuh)
That bitch is on paper (Yuh), suckin' and fuckin' for favors (Yuh)
Where was you when I was workin' so hard?
I swear to God, I been on my job since I was two feet tall
I did this shit on my own, and a couple of homies I know
And a couple bitches that blow by me like windshield snow
We could've did something great but now that you wanna hate
I'm taking it back inside of your mom, I'll put you back in your place
I'm not with that kissin' and shit, so, bitch, get out of my face
And when we fuck, she first to cum like she was winnin' a race
But Baby Bone need some pay, so be patient and wait
'Cause when I bust one in yo' eye, then everything gon' be great
Got her looking like pirates, I ain't rocking no pyrex
Got a problem? We can solve 'em like we taking assignments
Waist so skinny, that pussy so fat
My homies be tilted like T.I.P.'s hat
It's a full flex, she be throwin' it back
Baby girl, listen, you missin' the facts
It's for the money, I gotta get that
Chasin' the cheese, I gotta get that
But I cannot fuck with not one of you rats
You wanna be me, I'm noticing that, yuh
[Chorus]
Copy cats ain't nothin' but some wannabes
I know Baby Bone is who you really wanna be (Yuh)
I gotta keep it low-key 'cause they jockin' me (Yuh)
Flat line 'em all, football, varsity (Yuh, yuh)
[Verse 2]
I'd rather die broke than get money off you
Not a religion but my word is true
Stick 'em up, hit that boy up in his tooth
Only alive when I step in the booth
I gotta do me everyday, you do you
I see everything, I know what you do
You steadily talkin' shit, tryina to be cool
Acting like you are still in middle school, bitch
[Chorus]
Copy cats ain't nothin' but some wannabes (Bitch)
I know Baby Bone is who you really wanna be (Yuh)
I gotta keep it low-key 'cause they jockin' me (Yuh)
Flat line 'em all, football, varsity (Yuh, yuh)
[Verse 3]
Stunna
Bitch, I go harder than thunder (Yuh)
Your bitch all on my dick, suckin' me up, just like a plunger (Yuh)
Fuck 'em and throw 'em away (Away)
Baby Bone gotta get paid (Paid)
Ain't stoppin' this hustle, I'm grindin' until I am drivin' the southern Mercedes
Y'all having babies, still gotta work to pick up some payments
But it's all good 'cause I feel like the greatest
No one can stop me, I'm gettin' this paper
Stop callin' my phone, I don't owe you no favors (Yuh)
Sweet and sour pussy flavor (Bitch)
That bitch is on paper (Yuh), suckin' and fuckin' for favors (Yuh)
All of your bitches contagious (Bitch), all of my homies outrageous (Bitch)
Get buck when you see me, everybody goin crazy
None of you haters can phase me, 'cause I be doing it daily
Baby Bone, bitch, I do this shit, man, I ain't playin'
[Chorus]
Copy cats ain't nothin' but some wannabes
I know Baby Bone is who you really wanna be (Yuh)
I gotta keep it low-key 'cause they jockin' me (Yuh)
Flat line 'em all, football, varsity (Yuh, yuh)
[Outro]
Stunna
Stunna
Stunna
Stunna
(Bitch)
Stunna
Bitch, I go harder than thunder (Bitch)
Your bitch all on my dick, suckin' me up, just like a plunger (Yuh)
Fuck 'em and throw 'em away (Peace)
Baby Bone gotta get paid (Yuh)
Ain't stoppin' this hustle, I'm grindin' until I am drivin' the southern Mercedes
Y'all having babies, still gotta work to pick up some payments
But it's all good 'cause I feel like the greatest
No one can stop me, I'm gettin' this paper
Stop callin' my phone, I don't owe you no favors (Bitch)
Sweet and sour pussy flavor (Yuh)
That bitch is on paper (Yuh), suckin' and fuckin' for favors (Yuh)
Where was you when I was workin' so hard?
I swear to God, I been on my job since I was two feet tall
I did this shit on my own, and a couple of homies I know
And a couple bitches that blow by me like windshield snow
We could've did something great but now that you wanna hate
I'm taking it back inside of your mom, I'll put you back in your place
I'm not with that kissin' and shit, so, bitch, get out of my face
And when we fuck, she first to cum like she was winnin' a race
But Baby Bone need some pay, so be patient and wait
'Cause when I bust one in yo' eye, then everything gon' be great
Got her looking like pirates, I ain't rocking no pyrex
Got a problem? We can solve 'em like we taking assignments
Waist so skinny, that pussy so fat
My homies be tilted like T.I.P.'s hat
It's a full flex, she be throwin' it back
Baby girl, listen, you missin' the facts
It's for the money, I gotta get that
Chasin' the cheese, I gotta get that
But I cannot fuck with not one of you rats
You wanna be me, I'm noticing that, yuh
[Chorus]
Copy cats ain't nothin' but some wannabes
I know Baby Bone is who you really wanna be (Yuh)
I gotta keep it low-key 'cause they jockin' me (Yuh)
Flat line 'em all, football, varsity (Yuh, yuh)
[Verse 2]
I'd rather die broke than get money off you
Not a religion but my word is true
Stick 'em up, hit that boy up in his tooth
Only alive when I step in the booth
I gotta do me everyday, you do you
I see everything, I know what you do
You steadily talkin' shit, tryina to be cool
Acting like you are still in middle school, bitch
[Chorus]
Copy cats ain't nothin' but some wannabes (Bitch)
I know Baby Bone is who you really wanna be (Yuh)
I gotta keep it low-key 'cause they jockin' me (Yuh)
Flat line 'em all, football, varsity (Yuh, yuh)
[Verse 3]
Stunna
Bitch, I go harder than thunder (Yuh)
Your bitch all on my dick, suckin' me up, just like a plunger (Yuh)
Fuck 'em and throw 'em away (Away)
Baby Bone gotta get paid (Paid)
Ain't stoppin' this hustle, I'm grindin' until I am drivin' the southern Mercedes
Y'all having babies, still gotta work to pick up some payments
But it's all good 'cause I feel like the greatest
No one can stop me, I'm gettin' this paper
Stop callin' my phone, I don't owe you no favors (Yuh)
Sweet and sour pussy flavor (Bitch)
That bitch is on paper (Yuh), suckin' and fuckin' for favors (Yuh)
All of your bitches contagious (Bitch), all of my homies outrageous (Bitch)
Get buck when you see me, everybody goin crazy
None of you haters can phase me, 'cause I be doing it daily
Baby Bone, bitch, I do this shit, man, I ain't playin'
[Chorus]
Copy cats ain't nothin' but some wannabes
I know Baby Bone is who you really wanna be (Yuh)
I gotta keep it low-key 'cause they jockin' me (Yuh)
Flat line 'em all, football, varsity (Yuh, yuh)
[Outro]
Stunna
Stunna
Stunna
Stunna
(Bitch)
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