"Baby Boy Is Drunk" lyrics

"Baby Boy Is Drunk"
(feat. AG Club & AUDREY NUNA)

(Got the beat by powers and we just made a banger)

Let's get it working baby why you waiting girl just dance on me
You looking perfect but you aggravating baby
Stand on me let's get it percolating holleration in this dancery
She gon regurgitate it stir it taste it purring bitch you flee?

Peep that ass cheeks
She asked me my sign
I'm distracted by her accent
Say she like my style
Told her I just love her assets
Think her nigga mad
What I put up he can't match it
Peep that ass cheeks
She asked me my sign
I'm distracted by her accent
Say she like my style
Told her I just love her assets
Think her nigga mad
What I put up he can't match it

Mad shit that's what we on?
Would you put a mic in front of King Kong?
Hit a bad bitch with a pink thong
She get stupid happy little jeans song
You step to me like you dead wrong
That's your last wrong, no more jeans on
And your girl here with no pants on
I console her, cause her man's gone
Never fight, I just break it up
With a jump kick Now you raising up
Like it's Sunday and you praising up
Tylenol in yo double cup
Eat you up like a Reese's cup
Safe to say that your time is up

Peep that ass cheeks
She asked me my sign
I'm distracted by her accent
Say she like my style
Told her I just love her assets
Think her nigga mad
What I put up he can't match it
Ooh
Peep that ass cheeks
She asked me my sign
I'm distracted by her accent
Say she like my style
Told her I just love her assets
Think her nigga mad
What I put up he can't match it

Let's get it poppin baby
Why they so infatuated? Sheesh
He talk it big talk talk antic?
When he off the Hennessy?
Professor Lupin turned to a dog
Walk that color beach on freaks
Lunar matrix, color graded
With a condo vacancy
Know you wanna party
I can see it in his eyes
Do it all for the paper
Bring me up like a disguise
You want brain then call it brainless
You want teeth, tits, anythings?
You lost today, I'm talking ways
I'm talkin Gambit, triple A
Yeah

Peep that ass cheeks
I pulled up pretty hard
Now I'm leaving with the hatchet
Baby check the time so he say he wanna smash it
Said he like my style
Really he just robbin assets

Peep that ass cheeks
She asked me my sign
I'm distracted by her accent
Say she like my style
Told her I just love her assets
Think her nigga mad
What I put up he can't match it
Ooh
Peep that ass cheeks
She asked me my sign
I'm distracted by her accent
Say she like my style
Told her I just love her assets
Think her nigga mad
What I put up he can't match it


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