Baby Wyd? (Explicit) - Nardo Wick/Lakeyah

Lyrics by：Horace Walls/Ahmar Bailey

Composed by：Horace Walls/Ahmar Bailey

Baby

What you doin'

Ayy

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Come here

I been missin' you

I wanna ****

I know you can tell by how I'm kissin' you

I know you say you like it when I get to rubbin' you

Okay

Bet

Come here

Baby girl

Then let me rub on you

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Come here

I been missin' you

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Come here

I been missin' you

Baby

What you doin'

When I put it in your stomach

You be screamin'

Tryna take it

You grip the covers tight while you make the ugly face

Yeah

The outfit cute

But you look better when you naked

Everybody say my name but it sound better when you say it

Let my face be your chair

Come here

Sit right here

All that juice drippin' out

Got some in my ear

While I'm in it

Look you in the eyes

You know I like to stare

Know you finna cum

You say

Don't stop

Right there

I hear Fp

Fp

Fp

Fp

Fp

When you throw it back

D**n

Uh

Uh

Uh

Uh

Bae

You throwin' that

All that can't even fit in one hand

That's how you know it's fat

I fiend for it as soon as we get done

That's how I know you crack

Baby

What you doin'

Come here

I been missin' you

I wanna ****

I know you can tell by how I'm kissin' you

I know you say you like it when I get to rubbin' you

Okay

Bet

Come here

Baby girl

Then let me rub on you

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Come here

I been missin' you

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Come here

I been missin' you

Ayy

Ayy

Lakeyah

Got a thing for them street n***as

Yeah

Other n***as can't compete with 'em

Nuh-uh

Grip my a*s like the Glock 40

While I ride the d**k like the beat

N***a

I ride

No BBL but my waist snatched

Snatched

Petite *****

Yeah

I'm real bad

Real bad

Feed it to you like soul food

Only real n***as get to taste that

Ayy

Ayy-ayy

And I know you wanna ****

I'm like

Come on

Babe

Whassup

'Sup

He like

Baby

Where you at

I'm like

Boy

I'm pullin' up

Up

Yeah

You could fold me up with my legs

Gon' let him hit it

Have his head gone

Yeah

Rock somethin'

I head home

Guard n***as out doin' bedroom

Wanna pull it

I'ma let the n***a

'Cause he payin' for it just to get done

Now I tell my n***a

Don't be scared now

Take the safety off

I'm tryna make you bust it

Ayy

Girl

I'm tryna wife it

I ain't tryna be no wifey

I'm the type to go one night

And block a n***a while he typin'

He like

Baby

What you doin'

Come here

I been missin' you

I wanna ****

I know you can tell by how I'm kissin' you

I know you say you like it when I get to rubbin' you

Okay

Bet

Come here

Baby girl

Then let me rub on you

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Come here

I been missin' you

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Baby

What you doin'

Come here

I been missin' you

Baby

What you doin'