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Who Took Yo Bae? Lyrics - Artist : Bass Santana
Rappers on deck, what's up?
My bitch looking for a reason to trip Don't call, just text Don't play that shit Making [?], chilling with the xannies on deck Cut a bitch off, she pressed Do not flex, nigga you weak Yeah, success will leave a hater sick Just wait 'til I get paid a bit To whom decide they sliding with me I'm the Bass and don't forget I was trying to hustle up I fell victim to that pussy, happens to the best of us Time to move and get this money Ain't trying to force the situation You can set it off, I see you [?] Girls can never get enough, always trying to act innocent before she get fucked Rubbers on deck, wassup Give me that neck, that neck, that neck and cut My bitch looking for a reason to trip Don't call, just text Don't play that shit Making [?], chilling with the xannies on deck Cut a bitch off, she pressed Do not flex, nigga you weak Looking like a lick, you sleep I do not know how you was brought up My mama taught me not to talk too much I do not care, the less that they know Put a rare bitch in yesterday's clothes Who took your bae? Who took your bae? Who took your bae, nigga? I got the bass I got the bass I got the bass Tripping off the music, riding with the speakers tryna make a movie Ain't nobody listen to it, ain't nobody feel me, that shit put me through it I was just young and kinda stupid Scotty taught me how to do it You make sure a nigga coolin' Baby you not the only chick I fool with I told my moms to pray for me, she always tryna take control I understand that love produce hate She know that I don't got a soul I bring it back to basics, do not leave your bae for Bass to play with She not in your face, then I'ma stain it That coochie right lady, I obtain it Hit the booty, you a little thicker We go dumb like [?] little sister Take your bae to see how ratchet she can get I can't help it, I'm a dapper nigga DJ Santana, that's my [?] Count your blessings, baby, funk my presence Gotta get a couple hundred thousand for the youngin' Gotta get at least a couple million for my son Take this dick, don't run like a track meet Nightmares for your bad ass in the backseat Light years for the right now in the hotbox One of these days I'm gonna cop me a droptop I do not care, the less that they know Put a rare bitch in yesterday's clothes Who took your bae? Who took your bae? That shit cray Who took your bae? I got the bass I got the bass I got the bass Who took your bae? Who took your bae? Who took your bae? That shit crazy Who took your bae? I got the bass I got the bass I got the bass I got the bass |
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