Baby Wyd? (feat. Lakeyah)

Baby, what you doin'? Uh
 Baby, what you doin'?
 Baby, what you doin'? Come here, I been missin' you
 I wanna fuck, 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
 E'rybody 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
 Damn, 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 fuck, 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'? Come here, I been missin' you (ayy, ayy, Lakeyah)
 Got a thing for them street niggas (yeah)
 Other niggas can't compete with 'em (nuh-uh)
 Grip my ass like the Glock .40 while I ride the dick like the beat, nigga (I ride)
 No BBL but my waist snatched (snatched)
 Petite bitch, yeah, I'm real bad (real bad)
 Feed it to you like soul food
 Only real niggas get to taste that (ayy, ayy-ayy)
 And I know you wanna fuck (fuck)
 I'm like, "Come on, babe, wassup?" ('Sup?)
 He like, "Baby, where you at?"
 I'm like, "Boy, I'm pullin' up" (up)
 Ayy, you could fold me up with my legs
 Gon' let him hit it, have his head gone
 Rocks off then I head home
 Dog niggas out, do 'em dead wrong
 Wanna pull it, I'ma let the nigga
 'Cause he payin' for it just to get done
 Now I tell my nigga, "Don't be scared now
 Take the safety off, I'm tryna make you bust it"
 He said, "Girl, I'm tryna wife it"
 I ain't tryna be no wifey
 I'm the type to go one night
 And block a nigga while he typin', he like
 Baby, what you doin'? Come here, I been missin' you
 I wanna fuck, 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'? Come here, I been missin' you