Yogi

Baby (Yo Gotti Remix) (feat. Ray BLK & Maleek Berry)

Yogi


I knew this girl Keisha back when I was in school
Curly hair, fair skin, she was beautiful
Had all the boys at attention
Even the teachers wanna smash and break rules
Keisha's gettin' gassed, now she's kinda fake
Baby girl's got all the men, dem on rotate
But suddenly she notices she's puttin' on weight
Now it's too late to terminate

Baby girl, don't stop
Don't stop, ooh
Ya don't stop
C'mon

Baby girl's got a baby girl
Comin' into this crazy world
Baby girl better grow on up
'Cause a baby's boy don't give a fuck

Now the government is lookin' after her welfare
Keisha's got two more kids and they're a nightmare
Always need shit and she ain't got the money
Even if she did, she don't really wanna share
Her new boyfriend is her main concern
Now the lazy lifestyle is what her daughter will learn
Smokin' trees like there's no money to earn
It's only a matter of time before it's her turn

Baby girl, don't stop
Don't stop, ooh
Ya don't stop
C'mon

Baby girl's got a baby girl
Comin' into this crazy world
Baby girl better grow on up
'Cause a baby's boy don't give a fuck

Typical story on the ends
Everybody knows the Keisha that [we all watched descend]
She had mad potential, then she got her boyfriends
So, better wrap it up is what I recommend
And I don't mean to offend
I just wanna make sure that your youth don't end
So you spend your money on some new one-tens
Maybe in the future buy a C-class Benz
Do you comprehend?
You know the Tories wanna trap you in the cycle
Even you're carryin' a baby gotta rifle
And you know the streets always lookin' for disciples
To follow the roads and have you grow stifle
Then you're a statistic, pessimistic
Got no keys, get evicted, you were gifted, but you missed it
Now you with your kid gettin' lifted
Government assisted, don't get it twisted

Baby girl's got a baby girl
Comin' into this crazy world
Baby girl better grow on up
'Cause a baby's boy don't give a fuck