"Baby Come Back" lyrics

"Baby Come Back"

Get this [?] nigga number, bro
917-526-38-
Yo
Yo, homeboy, what up nigga?
What up?
Heard you were at the dice game
Yeah
Hope you won some money
Boy it's crazy but that girl didn't come back, nigga
What?
[?] holla at ya

Baby I need you
I don't give a fuck about Mary Jane
Baby please, baby please come back
Baby don't go, baby don't go
I said I need you, a lil baking soda
And some ice in fact
You got me prayin you decide to come back
Baby don't go, baby don't go

Man, I can't believe I went uptown
Lookin for this bitch
I need her, if she leave me
Imma kill a nigga kid
Thought of her running away
Is making me sick
I got rent and car notes
To pay and shit

My baby momma jealous, she say I
Spend more time with her
You know I'm tryna come up, I'm out
On the grind with her
I'm sorta like a pimp, I find niggas
To fuck with her
The bitches like her too, one hit
They in love with her

She ran through the hood
Heard her head game good
Scandalous
She'd seduce me if she could
Face down ass up, she look
Better than Halle Berry
Niggas get knocked with her
And sing like Mary Mary

Baby I need you
I don't give a fuck about Mary Jane
Baby please, baby please come back
Baby don't go, baby don't go

I said I need you, a lil baking soda
And some ice in fact
You got me prayin you decide to come back
Baby don't go, baby don't go

At the tables, I bagged up with
This bitch all night
Her first name China
Her last name White
She a money getter
Man, I got plenty with her
In the projects
Niggas like to wine and dine her

Weak niggas ménage-ing
With Mary and China
Go broke, steal shit
Then fiend till they find her
They get caught up in a wrap
When she get you, she got you
See her in the kitchen
When she cook and I watch her

She gon help me come up
And make these stacks
On the block, the workers are waiting
They need these packs
I took a L at the dice game
I need this jack
There she go, here she come
Watch me bounce back

Baby I need you
I don't give a fuck about Mary Jane
Baby please, baby please come back
Baby don't go, baby don't go

I said I need you, a lil baking soda
And some ice in fact
You got me prayin you decide to come back
Baby don't go, baby don't go


Writer(s): Ian Eskelin, Douglas McKelvey