This is a song about "Baby"

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

You got baby mama drama, you aint even got you a baby

I could once again call her my baby/

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Well you gotta know baby

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

My baby and my closest friend, i love you baby girl.

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

And i know love me baby

I swear they think i'm crazy

Then i'd brag about you being my baby

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