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[Intro] Dada Dada Dad? [Verse 1] I wanna be a baby I wanna be yo baby Wrapped up in your arms again ‘Cause I wanna be a baby Come on, baby, feed me Come on, baby, need me I wanna be that baby I wanna be your baby Where my baby bottle? Come and top me off, then I go I want a daddy come pick me up And he never let me go ‘Cause I wanna be a baby Never put me down If you put me on the ground I’ma throw a tantrum and shout, ’cause I wanna be your baby ’cause Never leave me alone Call me up when you’re missing me And you’re always up on your phone Sendin’ me hella pictures ’cause I’m your baby Never do me wrong, because he love his little baby [Chorus] I wanna be a baby I wanna be a baby I’m a grown-ass lady But I’m really just a baby And yeah I need a daddy ‘Cause I ain’t never had one And I wanna know what it’s like And I still can’t ride a bike I wanna be a baby I wanna be a baby I’m a grown-ass lady But I’m really just a baby And yeah I need

[Intro] It’s not my job No, that’s not my job It’s not my job No, that’s not my job [Verse 1] Dre rock the jewelry with the clear stones And get on a bitch head like some headphones I’m finna spit it with a clear tone Get your attention The biggest thing since the TV invention Dope as Zoloft, a big shot, a show off Plus, I’m a big pimp, I get tore off Fuck a good job, ho, she need a good jaw To sell BJs ’til her mouth get raw I’m from the California coast, beaches and bridges Hit the cock, get ghost, I’m not sleeping with bitches I got a Cougnut, sitting on wires On vogues, bitch, not Michelin tires Man, I’m bigger than life, I do it Magnum And ’bout these broke bitches, I’m through with having ’em Dre bogard, and he shove and he push And start a war for nothing like G.W. Bush [Chorus] I can bust you a rap, but anything else, it’s not my job I’ll peel your cap back, but anything else, it’s not my job I’ll get you for racks, but anything else, it’s not my

[Intro] I don’t know what’s wrong It’s like, I’m sad, but I’m not crying I’m just sad Uh, you got me hot Y’all got me hot man You got me hot I’m just hot man [Verse 1] Ay, you really got me hot today And it ain’t about the [?] don’t talk to me Don’t call my fucking phone, don’t bother me I think I’m depressed, yeah, fucking probably Fucking doing shit wrong, not properly Not even [?] fucking broccoli Feel like I did my own fucking robbery I’m insanity because I’m mad at me And I can’t figure out why I’m feelin’ like shit People tellin’ me, “Get up, you lazy bitch” But give me a break, ’cause I must admit My brain not working right, man, I’m out of it And everything you fucking say got me mad as hell Tellin’ me to meditate and go eat some kale But yoga ain’t shit, man, I want Taco Bell And drink a beer and sit around and just feel like shit [Interlude] You should try reading The Secret Maybe go on a walk You know, meditation always helps [Verse 2] Ma