"Crybaby" lyrics

[BFB Da Packman:]
Rich nigga poppin', racks on me sloppy, jit was the last time I carried a wallet
I'm tryna fuck, I ain't playin' no games, we playin' Twister or we playin' Bop It (No)
I wanna pull your hair, I wanna twist it, I wanna spin you 'round, I wanna flick it (Woo)
Wanna be inside, wanna 69, want you to suck on it, I wanna lick it (Woo)
I want, I want some coochie, know I talk crazy, you gotta excuse me
Got a career, but outside, she a hoochie
I want lil' Reginae, finna ask Tunechi, I want lil' Reginae, feelin' like Lucci (Yeah)
Really that nigga on top of the world, when it come to this pape', I'm havin' this shit (Yeah)
Gotta strap up when I'm fuckin' these hoes I bust in a bitch and she havin' my kid (Hahaha, The Lunch Crew Company)

My lil' crybaby (My lil' crybaby, woah), my lil' crybaby (My lil' crybaby, skrrt)
My lil' crybaby (My lil' crybaby, woah), my lil' crybaby (My lil' crybaby, skrrt)
That's my (That's my, woah) my lil' crybaby (My lil' crybaby)
My, my lil' crybaby (My lil' crybaby, sheesh), my, my, my lil' crybaby (My lil' crybaby)
Hello (Boom)

[Kevin Gates:]
Yeah, barefooted in my socks, look like I'm barefeeted, but I'm not (Boom)
Head, shoulders, knees, toes (Yeah, ooh), lil' fine shit who deepthroat (Turn up)
Kickin' that lingo all the way exclusive (Exclusive), you don't wanna be here, you could be exclude (Bye)
Gone, still starin' in the movie, call the phone, hang it up, call back (Hello?)
New thang turnt, she don't talk back (Uh-uh), cool thing, vroom, pull up all black (Skrrt)
Mood change, I don't do no best friends, manicure, laser pedicure did (Yeah, I'm up there)
Ate her ass, took her shoppin' (Sure did), refill, grip'll fill her up with dick (Whoo)
Know the neighbors think I'm killin' her again (Whoo), I was at the gym with Morris Chestnut (I was)
Baby, I'ma always be the best man (For real), meant to say the best that you done ever had (I guess you heard)
Biggest smile, Kevin, give me one more chance, call Keith Sweat, he can make you last (Yeah)
Flippin' white girls, save the last dance (Gone), jit got off the phone with the Pac-Man (Turn up)
Send the cash, I'ma make the pack land (Yeah), livin' room lookin' like a shake house (Ooh)
Bad bitches in here on a handstand, five-ton jack with the jack stand (Shh)
Disregard the last part that I was sayin', you not in the streets, you don't even- man

[BFB Da Packman:]
My lil' crybaby (My lil' crybaby, woah), my lil' crybaby (My lil' crybaby, skrrt)
My lil' crybaby (My lil' crybaby, woah), my lil' crybaby (My lil' crybaby, skrrt)
That's my (That's my, woah) my lil' crybaby (My lil' crybaby)
My, my lil' crybaby (My lil' crybaby, sheesh), my, my, my lil' crybaby (My lil' crybaby)
Hello