This is a song about "Baby"

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Then i'd brag about you being my baby

Parents treat me like a baby

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

It aint nothing but a g thang baby

It's a chordaroy life that i'm living hazy

Oooohh... you've got a sin, baby

On they twitter writing novels, see

Oooohh... you've got a sin, baby

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Give me the key, give it baby

Place no one above ya, sweet lady

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I've been confused, out of my mind lately

What happens in vegas, stays in vegas baby