Baby Wyd? (Explicit) - Nardo Wick/Lakeyah
Lyrics by：Horace Walls/Ahmar Bailey
Composed by：Horace Walls/Ahmar Bailey
Baby
What you doin'
Ayy
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Come here
I been missin' you
I wanna ****
I know you can tell by how I'm kissin' you
I know you say you like it when I get to rubbin' you
Okay
Bet
Come here
Baby girl
Then let me rub on you
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Come here
I been missin' you
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Come here
I been missin' you
Baby
What you doin'
When I put it in your stomach
You be screamin'
Tryna take it
You grip the covers tight while you make the ugly face
Yeah
The outfit cute
But you look better when you naked
Everybody say my name but it sound better when you say it
Let my face be your chair
Come here
Sit right here
All that juice drippin' out
Got some in my ear
While I'm in it
Look you in the eyes
You know I like to stare
Know you finna cum
You say
Don't stop
Right there
I hear Fp
Fp
Fp
Fp
Fp
When you throw it back
D**n
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
Bae
You throwin' that
All that can't even fit in one hand
That's how you know it's fat
I fiend for it as soon as we get done
That's how I know you crack
Baby
What you doin'
Come here
I been missin' you
I wanna ****
I know you can tell by how I'm kissin' you
I know you say you like it when I get to rubbin' you
Okay
Bet
Come here
Baby girl
Then let me rub on you
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Come here
I been missin' you
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Come here
I been missin' you
Ayy
Ayy
Lakeyah
Got a thing for them street n***as
Yeah
Other n***as can't compete with 'em
Nuh-uh
Grip my a*s like the Glock 40
While I ride the d**k like the beat
N***a
I ride
No BBL but my waist snatched
Snatched
Petite *****
Yeah
I'm real bad
Real bad
Feed it to you like soul food
Only real n***as get to taste that
Ayy
Ayy-ayy
And I know you wanna ****
I'm like
Come on
Babe
Whassup
'Sup
He like
Baby
Where you at
I'm like
Boy
I'm pullin' up
Up
Yeah
You could fold me up with my legs
Gon' let him hit it
Have his head gone
Yeah
Rock somethin'
I head home
Guard n***as out doin' bedroom
Wanna pull it
I'ma let the n***a
'Cause he payin' for it just to get done
Now I tell my n***a
Don't be scared now
Take the safety off
I'm tryna make you bust it
Ayy
Girl
I'm tryna wife it
I ain't tryna be no wifey
I'm the type to go one night
And block a n***a while he typin'
He like
Baby
What you doin'
Come here
I been missin' you
I wanna ****
I know you can tell by how I'm kissin' you
I know you say you like it when I get to rubbin' you
Okay
Bet
Come here
Baby girl
Then let me rub on you
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Come here
I been missin' you
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Baby
What you doin'
Come here
I been missin' you
Baby
What you doin'
