Talibando, Babyface Ray - Last Laugh lyrics
Babyface Ray [Marcellus Rayvon Register] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Talibando, Babyface Ray - Last Laugh lyrics]
DODBH
Yeah, I'm moving overly cautious
The streets talkin'
Got a nigga sleep walkin'
Sippin' on the plane
Nigga fuck a Dream Water
You want red and purple so I
Threw some green on 'em
Even lil' baby got a new Celine on her
She love my dirty draws
Still won't put a ring on her
Know the denim Purple
Like I spilled some lean on it
Motherfuck' the fame
All I see is green homie
Rest in peace to Nip
I'ma keep the blues on me
Still working, never loud, man
I'm just a schooled youngin
I'm somewhere out of town
Only back when dude coming
She wanna fuck bad
She keep sending nudes to me
Face gettin' money, man
That ain't no news to me
Face in that drop up the Mile, do somethin'
Niggas talkin' all that rah rah
Shoot somethin' i'm on way to Tennessee
Now to scoop somethin'
I don't know a lot but I know yo' boo fuckin'
We don't talk often but just
Know the crew crunchin'
I'm tryna mount some flatties in the crib
Who punchin'?
They think it's target practice how
My niggas shoot pumpkin i'm at Hashbrown
My bitch was in love but she mad now
Me and R drunk a eight of
Wock' and I passed out
Two hundred and fifty K large
At the stash house rollin' Backwoods
Countin' money til' I pass out
Havin' withdrawals about the road
So I'm back now
My new bitch keep screamin' "Ice me out"
She think she Kash Doll
Niggas talkin' all that big money
Bring them racks out
Yeah the feds had the bando
Piece but it's back now
His first day home, we went to Ruth Chris
Po'ed a fo' grabbed a quarter of the Pink
Runtz for us to smoke
Treat a bitch like good weed
Hit her then pass her
Heard a nigga caught one case
And turned into a pastor
You ain't getting money
You a dirty lil' bastard
Touchdown in yo' town with them
Presents like I'm Santa
I got too much to lose
But risk it all like a gambler
The longest yard
Ain't tryna end up like Adam Sandler
DODBH
Yeah, I'm moving overly cautious
The streets talkin'
Got a nigga sleep walkin'
Sippin' on the plane
Nigga fuck a Dream Water
You want red and purple so I
Threw some green on 'em
Even lil' baby got a new Celine on her
She love my dirty draws
Still won't put a ring on her
Know the denim Purple
Like I spilled some lean on it
Motherfuck' the fame
All I see is green homie
Rest in peace to Nip
I'ma keep the blues on me
Still working, never loud, man
I'm just a schooled youngin
I'm somewhere out of town
Only back when dude coming
She wanna fuck bad
She keep sending nudes to me
Face gettin' money, man
That ain't no news to me
Face in that drop up the Mile, do somethin'
Niggas talkin' all that rah rah
Shoot somethin' i'm on way to Tennessee
Now to scoop somethin'
I don't know a lot but I know yo' boo fuckin'
We don't talk often but just
Know the crew crunchin'
I'm tryna mount some flatties in the crib
Who punchin'?
They think it's target practice how
My niggas shoot pumpkin i'm at Hashbrown
My bitch was in love but she mad now
Me and R drunk a eight of
Wock' and I passed out
Two hundred and fifty K large
At the stash house rollin' Backwoods
Countin' money til' I pass out
Havin' withdrawals about the road
So I'm back now
My new bitch keep screamin' "Ice me out"
She think she Kash Doll
Niggas talkin' all that big money
Bring them racks out
Yeah the feds had the bando
Piece but it's back now
His first day home, we went to Ruth Chris
Po'ed a fo' grabbed a quarter of the Pink
Runtz for us to smoke
Treat a bitch like good weed
Hit her then pass her
Heard a nigga caught one case
And turned into a pastor
You ain't getting money
You a dirty lil' bastard
Touchdown in yo' town with them
Presents like I'm Santa
I got too much to lose
But risk it all like a gambler
The longest yard
Ain't tryna end up like Adam Sandler
DODBH