GUCCI MANE


Baby Wipes Lyrics (feat. Waka Flocka Flame)

[Intro]
You know? Back in ’03-’04 we were shittin on niggas
Fast forward to 2012
And we still shittin on niggas
Shittin on all you hoes tonight, my bitch, she need some baby wipes
Shittin on all you hoes tonight, my bitch, she need some baby wipes
Some baby wipes
shittin on all you producers, man said he need some baby wipes
It’s Gucci
I need some baby wipes
Damn

[Verse 1]
Versace bags and classy shoes and belts, that’s what my lady like
Shittin on all these hoes out front, extra hop that Mercedes right
My bitch ball hard but you broke hoes ain’t got nowhere to stay tonight
I’m windin the Lambo on ultra-sick, oh bitch that’s 85
I’m cooking dope, I’m selling kush I feel like it’s the 80’s life
I told that yellow baldy chick to get here right to say it twice
I got them stupid benz I told the dealer man don’t say no price
She married a freak they throwin rice I pay that man to throw the fight

[Hook]
Versace bags and classy belts and shoes, that’s what my lady like
Shittin on all you hoes tonight, I think she need some baby wipes
Stupid money, shorty ball so hard, I just might pay tonight
We breaking baby bottles in the club but we aint’ babies right
My girlfriend ball so hard, swear to God she need some baby wipes
They coming here to play no games with ya’ll I came to ball tonight
Them brick squad niggas done for flexin hard I got on all my ice
I tip bad bitches in my section ya’ll they need some baby wipes

[Verse 2]
You the lean type, tryina find em
I’m in the phantom ghost, you and your baby momma hind it
Put them hands on the nigga behind a full time grinder, need a bad bitch
But it ass like a grip, overseas flights, yea pay for trips
Out in Vegas and I just roll trips, that’s double every time I flip
Red bottles with the burkin bag
Fake titties with the fake old ass
Watch a squad nigga ball throw cash,
4-50 ain’t Gucci just passed
Real niggas with this bad bitches like
Ace of Spade got me leanin to the right
Me and Gucci throw money all night
Met her in the club, f**ked her in the same night
She be ballin don’t do BBG Versace show her ass
In the club she got her own section body just to break
She’ll be throwin on her cats, got that D girl swag
MCM upon her bag, fire nigga no jetlag

[Hook]
Versace bags and classy belts and shoes, that’s what my lady like
Shittin on all you hoes tonight, I think she need some baby wipes
Stupid money, shorty ball so hard, I just might pay tonight
We breaking baby bottles in the club but we aint’ babies right
My girlfriend ball so hard, swear to God she need some baby wipes
They coming here to play no games with ya’ll I came to ball tonight
Them brick squad niggas done for flexin hard I got on all my ice
I tip bad bitches in my section ya’ll they need some baby wipes

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Songwriter(s): Xavier L. Dotson, Radric Davis
Publisher(s): Ultra Empire Music (BMI), Zaytoven Publishing, Radric Davis Publishing LLC, WB Music Corp.
Record Label(s): 2012 1017 BrickSquad
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