Young Nudy - Loaded Baked Potato lyrics

Loaded Baked Potato lyrics

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[Intro] Huh, nah, yeah, my trust is f**ed up She really f**ed up Just when I tried to f** her She tryna act the f** up So I had to back the f** up Had to run them racks the f** up Nah b**h [Chorus] She like damn, damn they don’t wanna f** with me no more Damn I don’t wanna f** no more b**h ain’t no callin’ my phone Hell no slime, don’t wanna come push up Late night, two o’clock She say slime I wanna ride your knob I say b**h go and s** these nuts Here you go ho, you wanna s** my rocks Yeah ya b**h, all these hoes wanna s** my kids Who let slimeball get in? Beat that ho from the back, big in Backwood b**h, yeah back in At the club, yeah turnt up And I just got a couple backends n***a wanna hate ’cause my racks in Still hatin’ n***a from back then [Verse 1] It don’t matter, n***a ain’t gon’ change My money runnin’ up right now Your b**h wanna f** right now Lame a** n***a run it up right now All these goddamn bucks right now I got big bucks, big shotgun n***a, big bucks I’ll fill a n***a up like what the f** Yeah, his b**h wanna f**, he didn’t have a clue Yeah, now, what you gon’ do when a big slime come through? What you gon’ do when your b**h wanna come through? What you gon’ do when that money come through? See you with the money, make a b**h go and do Damn y’all some hating a** n***as Damn y’all some lame a** n***as Shake it a**, shake it a**, shake it a**, food a**, lame a** n***a I f** on your ho, damn Lame a** n***a didn’t know, damn Anyway, yeah, anyway Yeah, anyways What you tell ’em slime? Yeah, anyway, woo [Chorus] Damn they don’t wanna f** with me no more Damn I don’t wanna f** no more b**h ain’t no callin’ my phone Hell no slime, don’t wanna come push up Late night, two o’clock She say slime I wanna ride your knob I say b**h go and s** these nuts Here you go ho, you wanna s** my rocks Yeah ya b**h, all these hoes wanna s** my kids Who let slimeball get in? Beat that ho from the back, big in Backwood b**h, yeah back in At the club, yeah turnt up And I just got a couple backends n***a wanna hate ’cause my racks in Still hatin’ n***a from back then [Verse 2] Back to the daily The streets yeah they pay me f** on your ho, your old lady Skeet in her, let’s have a baby In the kitchen whippin’ babies Slime sellin’ all the babies Crack fiends goin’ crazy I’m a real street n***a, east Atlanta but I wasn’t born in the gravy n***a be hatin’, fugazi Chopper go Slim Shady I been sellin’ Slim Shady, yeah Your ho wanna s** my babies, yeah yeah yeah And I like that sh**, yeah yeah That’s a white lil b**h, yeah yeah yeah yeah That’s a right lil b**h, yeah, yeah And I know, and I know y’all n***as on hold And I know y’all, know y’all pockets ain’t swole And I know y’all mad, y’all hate on big bag ‘Cause big bag, yeah he got big bags All of this money, I gotta do the dash Two hundred on the dash All of this money, your b**h wanna f** Two hundred, yeah that’s cash, yeah Yeah, why come do that? Big slimeball why you do that? Geekin’ in your ho, all on that Slappin’ on her booty [Chorus] Damn they don’t wanna f** with me no more Damn I don’t wanna f** no more b**h ain’t no callin’ my phone Hell no slime, don’t wanna come push up Late night, two o’clock She say slime I wanna ride your knob I say b**h go and s** these nuts Here you go ho, you wanna s** my rocks Yeah ya b**h, all these hoes wanna s** my kids Who let slimeball get in? Beat that ho from the back, big in Backwood b**h, yeah back in At the club, yeah turnt up And I just got a couple backends n***a wanna hate ’cause my racks in Still hatin’ n***a from back then [Outro] But you’ll be alright though, you feel me ‘Cause eventually you’ll catch up and you’ll catch you somebody But until then, then you know Do what I want to though

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