Crybaby Lyrics – BFB Da Packman, Kevin Gates

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[Verse 1: BFB Da Packman]
Rich n!gga popping, racks on me sloppy, jit was the last time I carried a wallet
I’m tryna fu*k, I ain’t playing no games, we playing Twister or we playing Bop It (No)
I wanna pull your hair, I wanna twist it, I wanna spin you ’round, I wanna flick it (Woo)
Wanna be inside, wanna 69, want you to suck on it, I wanna lick it (Woo)
I want, I want some coochie, know I talk crazy, you gotta excuse m
ot a career, but outside, she a hoochie
I want Lil Regine, finna ask Toochie, I want Lil Regine, feeling like Lucci, yeah
Really that n!gga on top of the world, when it come to this pape’, I’m having this s*it, yeah
Gotta strap up when I’m fu*king these hoes I bust in a b!tch and she having my kid (Hahaha, The Lunch Crew Company)

[Chorus: BFB Da Packman]

My lil’ crybaby (My lil’ crybaby, woah), my lil’ crybaby (My lil’ crybaby, skrrt)
My lil’ crybaby (My lil’ crybaby, woah), my lil’ crybaby (My lil’ crybaby, skrrt)
That’s my (That’s my, woah) my lil’ crybaby (My lil’ crybaby)
My, my lil’ crybaby (My lil’ crybaby, sheesh), my, my, my lil’ crybaby (My lil’ crybaby)
Hello (Boom)

[Verse 2: Kevin Gates]
Yeah, barefooted in my socks, look like I’m barefeeted, but I’m not (Boom)
Head, shoulders, knees, toes (Yeah, ooh), lil’ fine s*it who deepthroat (Turn up)
Kicking that lingo all the way exclusive (Exclusive), you don’t wanna be here, you could be exclude (Bye)
Gone, still staring in the movie, call the phone, hang it up, call back (Hello?)
New thang turnt, she don’t talk back (Uh-uh), cool thing, vroom, pull up all black (Skrrt)
Mood change, I don’t do no best friends, manicure, laser pedicure did (Yeah, I’m up there)
Ate her ass, took her shopping (Sure did), refill, grip’ll fill her up with d!ck (Whoo)
Know the neighbors think I’m killing her again (Whoo), I was at the gym with Morris Chestnut (I was)
Baby, I’ma always be the best man (For real), meant to say the best that you done ever had (I guess you heard)
Biggest smile, Kevin, give me one more chance, call Keith Sweat, he can make you last, yeah
Flipping white girls, save the last dance (Gone), jit got off the phone with the Pac-Man (Turn up)
Send the cash, I’ma make the pack land, yeah, living room looking like a shake house (Ooh)
Bad b!tches in here on a handstand, five-ton jack with the jack stand (Shh)
Disregard the last part that I was saying, you not in the streets, you don’t even— man

[Chorus: BFB Da Packman]
My lil’ crybaby (My lil’ crybaby, woah), my lil’ crybaby (My lil’ crybaby, skrrt)
My lil’ crybaby (My lil’ crybaby, woah), my lil’ crybaby (My lil’ crybaby, skrrt)

That’s my (That’s my, woah) my lil’ crybaby (My lil’ crybaby)
My, my lil’ crybaby (My lil’ crybaby, sheesh), my, my, my lil’ crybaby (My lil’ crybaby)
Hello