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Baby (feat. Raheem "Radio" DeVaughn)

If it's a boy

His swagger ditty bopping gone be just like mine,

And if it's a girl (ooh)

Just like her mama she gone be so fly

What a joy we made

From the love we made

Yeah, yeahI ran up on the corner,

Popped a boner, like what

She pulled her shirt down, smiled, trying to hide her butt.

I said, 'Nah, baby girlfriend, you ain't got to do that'

I hope you ain't the anorexic type trying to lose that.

Us boys like 'em thick short weaves curls braids

I take'em buck 50 60 with them thick legs

We can sail it out 5 nights 6 days

Boats cruise wardrobe flights everything's paid

If I'm aggressive just pardon my gangsta

I just wanna get to know you

Get to show the way I move that's part of my gangsta

Like art yo I can sit you down and paint cha

Plus my stove games up no red meat

But having you in my cypher right now

Makes me feel complete

Like a bay going night night suckin' on his baby bottle

You in a class by yourself all dem chicks follow[Chorus]

If it's a boy

His swagger ditty bopping gone be just like mine,

And if it's a girl (ooh)

Just like her mama she gone be so fly

What a joy we made

From the love we made

Yeah, yeahYeah, yo, she cook and clean

Matter of fact she saved my life

When I'm outdoors she check and see if I'm alright

I'm OK babe, how you?

I'm alright, just that the baby's kicking I want some popeye chicken

And my back kinda hurts from the way I was sitting

hurry home so you can rub my big belly and kiss it

And I need some, don't be fresh girl

You know I can't help it baby but stay away girl

Yeah, that's my joy, love, strawberry shortcake

leave me weak in the the knees

When I can't event walk straight

That's the reason why I got two court dates

Grown nigga like me let his thing blaze for that

I was raised in the Stat.

That's my word I pluck something If you fuck with my back

And my name ring round the way girl

She's the sweetest thing

I love you starks riding hard[Chorus]I would be the sweetest thing you ever known

Like a kiss on a

I wanna be your best friend like aAnd so you have my babyNow push, push harder, harder[Chorus: x2]

Songwriters

SMITH, JAMES / BURGHARDT, RAY / CARTISANO, JUSTIN / SAMBORA, RICHIEPublished by

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