TCB - Bait lyrics

[Intro] Work work work work Yeah you know I got that work I'm why baby mamas leave I'm why baby fathers kirk [Verse 1: Wale] Made it big with gogo And I made it with that dope flow This one right here for DC This one right here for Polo TMOTT PA Palace flow, Hugo Boss New Balance flow Here they keep a rachet close And tend to think irrational Bait bait bait bait Bet I get like 8 of them They clapping and we balling How fitting we at Stadium (Bait Bait Bait Bait) BOA Lil G, Moe, Cobain and Tre Floor seats at that Wizards game So close I could give Flip a play HA my mojo back May just gon' bring HOBO back Shout out chicken getting chicken Like my North East Homie Fats Who that n***a she fool with? He don't do the same Baby girl I just move them! I got that Goodman game [Hook] (Bait Bait Bait) Who's on my line I'm blowing up these b**hes calling me (Bait Bait Bait) I'll snatch your girl if you're slipping She's on my line like I'm fishing (I got that) work work work work Yeah you know I got that work I'm why baby mamas leave I'm why baby fathers kirk (bait bait bait) I'll snatch your girl if you're slipping Double M-G not to mention we got that [Verse 2] Uh riding 'round, I got some Towson bait She said I'm her hideaway I get her off like a holiday Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days That bottom half is fishy, What you a mermaid? Getting on my level, joe -- Nuvo new and yellow too They not pulling in no green like smoking whent that rello broke Never did I pedal coke but Tony Lewis said I'm dope And Tony Jr. said I'm the hope Big homie HOV said I am close And I got that bait, they all bad And they gonna fall in and out of love like my partner Taz They need something to keep I need something to grab Thats the end of my speech, I'm a need you to clap [Hook] [TCB speaks] DC, Maryland Virginia this the part where I need all my s**y ladies to report to the dance floor This bounce beat sh** TCB, Wale talk to them cuz [Hook: Wale] x2 Work work work work Yeah you know I got that work I'm why baby mamas leave I'm why baby fathers kirk Work work work work all my bait I got to work All your slum that got to hurt, this summer's mine -- I got to work [Verse 3] I ain't stopping till the town gets on These joints here not found at the mall Shorty I'm a dog don't handle no broad I be calling out game like Miles at the farms I'm stuntin' though shawty from 124 Make her come a bunch of times she buys me a bunch of clothes Girl stop being fallacious, this Mercedes is spacious Black and white through the city guess this is gentrification That fire flow the finest women I adore I'm cool with all these broads in here but I do not date Lucaya hoes Bait bait who's on my lets go lets go [Hook]