BABY MAKERS & CLASSICS Lyrics

R-Rip Aaliyah, They call me million, Bitch, I'm one of one

You see me rockin' flashy clothes and I be totin' guns

I fuck this bitch like a slut and I be one and done

I grab throats and yank tracks and make these bitches run

Aye, aye, Beat lil' baby down, I got the midas touch

Pink pussy, Look like starburst, I might just, Uhh

I'm like, ayy, ayy

Look me in my eyes, She know I make her cum

Don't act crazy after I fuck, Don't try to fall in love

How deep I go, I bet you wanna know

It hit different, I could take it fast or take it slow

Said I could pick you up like Melvin did Jody mom

Or I could bend you over, Beat you down like Monster Ball

She the type to deep throat and tickle balls with tongue

I'll slap this bitch up, She try to touch my butt

Her face wet, Nose sweaty, Damn, Near throwin' up

I'm past her walls, I can see my print in her gut

What would I be without my bitch, She sell her soul for us

Soft spot for her but every day I'm on some Soulja stuff

We used to sit up in that car and

smoke and get drunk

Intellectual conversations, We ain't gotta touch

I felt your vibe, You felt my vibe, I'm goin' in for one

Arcades and water views, Remember all that fancy stuff

Had to ask the OGs for sweets, We wasn't 21

What would I be without my bitch,

She always show me love

I want you down, But you don't stay around

Penny wise, You be tryin' to treat me like a fuckin' clown

I want you down, But you seem like you gotta frown

You don't call my phone or text my phone, I'm the problem now

Loyalty tatted on your body, Bitch, don't let me down

I get aroused when you around, You always make me smile

Long talks about it, Me and you will probably have a child

I will have you havin' shit if you stay down

I get her wetter, Fuck her better, She say, Maik some pressure

I ain't get to make it to that bed, I fucked her on that dresser

Her nigga call her, He be trippin', She like, Shit, Whatever

This pussy good, I know he wanna kill whoever stretched her

She so wet, So wet, She got me wet

I ain't gon' cap this bitch the best with that sloppy neck

I want her now, I ain't gon' lie, It's hard to pass on sex

Lay down on your stomach, Arch it up, And let me do the rest

I, I don't wanna fuck with no bug a boo

I know she mad at me it's her trap that I'm runnin' through

She worried about why I'm gettin' dressed its your attitude

She don't wanna take accountability

For all the shit she put me through

You move funny now

Bitch, I miss the old you, You can't control me

I am not a Roku, Don't make me mad, I might diss you on the Pro Tools

Fake-ass, Artificial, Bitch like some tofu

Aye, Baby, Can I rock with you all night

Can I show you how to get it on a off night

I can show you how to get it off of all sites

It ain't always about the sex, Keep yo game tight

I need a stepper is you She gon' step in the name of love

I ain't Gary, I ain't goin' in her bald, I'ma wear the glove

Aye, Beat her down, I'ma beat her down, Then im one and done

Cut the song off, I ain't tryna fuck a classic up

Ooh, ooh, tell me if you still care

Aye, Baby, Can you tell me if you still care

Hold up, Hold up, I ain't ready for this one

Every nigga, Need a bitch down for his stable

My bitch gon' trap it out, go outside and get some pesos

Sometimes I don't even wanna kick it tryna lay low

On Sundays, Can you wash my fits and starch a niggas clothes

You know I like that mashed potato gravy with the dinner rolls

It's family night, We gon' play Twister, Baby, Touch yo toes

She gave her baby melatonin, We gon' get it on

I'm like, Aye, Aye, Ooh, Yeah, Right there, That's my favorite thong

Baby, Put that shit on

It's the part five, Let me know your favorite song

Aye, aye