Baby Are You Home

Lyrics

Yeah, she call my phone
 Ask me what I'm on
 Baby, is you home
 I'm in the area
 Tell me what he on
 He ain't scaring none
 You know why you text my phone
 Tell me if you home
 Like, Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Like, counting all my dough
 With my eyes closed
 I don't trust a hoe
 But, I trust my own
 Like, money in my pants
 Sticking out my thigh roll
 Yes, Lil Uzi, like hit that eye roll
 I don't got no money, that's a lie hoe
 Kinda got messy, got rid of my side hoe
 I don't wanna fuck you if you a dry hoe
 Up in Mexico with the plug, eating Pico de Gallo
 You a rockstar, now pills try those
 Traded in my chocolate, now I got a bright hoe
 Man I got my head right
 Man I got my bread right
 Livin' my life just so right
 You can see my diamonds at night
 Girl you know I'm higher than a satellite
 Can I come over, or are you the playin' type?
 Yeah, she call my phone
 Ask me what I'm on
 Baby, is you home
 I'm in the area
 Tell me what he on
 He ain't scaring none
 You know why you text my phone
 Tell me if you home
 Like, Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Yes, but boy you do not know me
 Boy you ain't my homie
 Ballin' like I'm Kobe
 Now, I'm ballin' like Ginobili
 Like, boy your style so oldie
 Balding like Ginobili
 Pull up in that Porsche
 Brittany in the Lotus
 I get money, yeah
 And I put that on my oldest
 I ain't got no kids, so I put that on my Rollie
 They say that he real, so that nigga got to show me
 And that nigga homies, really ain't his homies
 I got red homies
 I got blue homies
 Yeah, I got the gun, and it shoot homies
 Yeah, I got them crash dummies, they my new homies
 Girl, I made you famous
 Ain't no need to thank me
 Like yeah I put you first you're my lady
 I'm skrtin' the water with my baby
 Yeah, she call my phone
 Ask me what I'm on
 Baby, is you home
 I'm in the area
 Tell me what he on
 He ain't scaring none
 You know why you text my phone
 Tell me if you home
 Like, Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 ♪
 Tell me what he on
 He ain't scared of none
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 
 Yeah, she call my phone
 Ask me what I'm on
 Baby, is you home
 I'm in the area
 Tell me what he on
 He ain't scaring none
 You know why you text my phone
 Tell me if you home
 Like, Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Like, counting all my dough
 With my eyes closed
 I don't trust a hoe
 But, I trust my own
 Like, money in my pants
 Sticking out my thigh roll
 Yes, Lil Uzi, like hit that eye roll
 I don't got no money, that's a lie hoe
 Kinda got messy, got rid of my side hoe
 I don't wanna fuck you if you a dry hoe
 Up in Mexico with the plug, eating Pico de Gallo
 You a rockstar, now pills try those
 Traded in my chocolate, now I got a bright hoe
 Man I got my head right
 Man I got my bread right
 Livin' my life just so right
 You can see my diamonds at night
 Girl you know I'm higher than a satellite
 Can I come over, or are you the playin' type?
 Yeah, she call my phone
 Ask me what I'm on
 Baby, is you home
 I'm in the area
 Tell me what he on
 He ain't scaring none
 You know why you text my phone
 Tell me if you home
 Like, Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Yes, but boy you do not know me
 Boy you ain't my homie
 Ballin' like I'm Kobe
 Now, I'm ballin' like Ginobili
 Like, boy your style so oldie
 Balding like Ginobili
 Pull up in that Porsche
 Brittany in the Lotus
 I get money, yeah
 And I put that on my oldest
 I ain't got no kids, so I put that on my Rollie
 They say that he real, so that nigga got to show me
 And that nigga homies, really ain't his homies
 I got red homies
 I got blue homies
 Yeah, I got the gun, and it shoot homies
 Yeah, I got them crash dummies, they my new homies
 Girl, I made you famous
 Ain't no need to thank me
 Like yeah I put you first you're my lady
 I'm skrtin' the water with my baby
 Yeah, she call my phone
 Ask me what I'm on
 Baby, is you home
 I'm in the area
 Tell me what he on
 He ain't scaring none
 You know why you text my phone
 Tell me if you home
 Like, Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 ♪
 Tell me what he on
 He ain't scared of none
 Baby are you home
 Baby are you home
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:50
Key
5
Tempo
150 BPM

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