Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Too Many, artist - Babyface Ray. Date of issue: 21.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Too Many |
| We had so much fun, it was, it wasn’t even like a business |
| Niggas looked up to him like a superhero because he was a young cat doing it, |
| gettin' a lot of money, man |
| And he made young cats wanna get money |
| I wasn’t the richest nigga in Harlem |
| He gave to everybody, he gave everybody |
| (See, I never knew who he could be, ever) |
| But he was one of the most popular 'cause of the shit he was doing |
| Yeah |
| Yeah, my life exciting |
| Just pray I don’t get indicted (Uh-uh) |
| Baggin' perkys, yo' bitch like it, she gon' take my dick and bite it (Wow) |
| They was friends but I fucked 'em both so now they fightin' (My fault) |
| Bezel big, bustin' out the top, look like a Breitling (Damn) |
| Lord forbid, if I go to jail, she ain’t gon' write me (I know) |
| New Chanel runners like a band, these ain’t no Nikes (Nah) |
| Count a dub in yo' bitch face, her man don’t like me (Haha) |
| 'Round the city, most these boys my kids, they act just like me (Yeah) |
| Call me dad, call the bag, you ain’t hit (Yeah) |
| Balmains, let 'em sag, with the mag, see the stick (Yeah, yeah) |
| Chopstick, let it ride, out the window, we won’t miss |
| Gave it to him straight, say this shit a fad, he won’t fit (Aight) |
| Think we calmed down, bro bought thirty thou', he on tip |
| Got on regular clothes but it’s racks around, she gon' strip |
| It’s a lifestyle, plenty ice 'round, still don’t slip |
| It don’t matter bitch, cut the lights down, still I’m lit |
| Too many niggas on my dick (Yeah, too many) |
| Yeah, yeah (Too many niggas on my dick) |
| Too many niggas want my bitch (Yeah, too many) |
| Yeah, yeah (Too many niggas want my bitch) |
| They love it when I talk my shit (Yeah) |
| Yeah (They love that shit), yeah |
| They know I’m really 'bout that shhh |
| Yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy |
| (Coach me Joey) |
| Grab a watch, buss it down |
| Grab a chain, do the same |
| All these niggas on my dick, leave some room for yo' bitch (Ayy, what the?) |
| I made myself a boss, it was easier than I thought |
| Everything I drop exclusive, can’t imagine what it cost |
| I wanted a Pagani, but they say it’s banned in the United |
| So I, went over to Italy just to test drive it |
| And I, like how it move but it’s only room for two |
| Might as well cop a 'Rari if I just wanted a coupe |
| My bitch bad, you can’t afford to speak to her, nigga (Ayy, shut up) |
| She gon' ignore yo' broke-ass like she see through it, nigga |
| These niggas mad, broke, and bitter so don’t beef with a nigga |
| Put some cheese on yo' head to get the beef over quicker (Fah, fah, fah, fah) |
| Too many niggas on my dick (Yeah, too many) |
| Yeah, yeah (Too many niggas on my dick) |
| Too many niggas want my bitch (Yeah, too many) |
| Yeah, yeah (Too many niggas want my bitch) |
| They love it when I talk my shit (Yeah) |
| Yeah (They love that shit), yeah |
| They know I’m really 'bout that shhh |
| Yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah |