Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Baguetti , by - Smino. Release date: 20.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Baguetti |
| (Woah Kenny) |
| I need a minute to meditate |
| Gimme a second bae |
| Full of regret, I've been stressing on everything |
| So I'ma need everything, anything, pocket change |
| Let it bang, let it bang |
| It's a freedom sound, let it bang |
| Let it bang, let it bang |
| It's a freedom sound, let it |
| (Woof) |
| Man I miss my dogs, took off the (Roof) |
| I took that shit off, sped right to you |
| All you do is talk, that's all you do |
| That's all you do |
| She said, "I need a mani and pedi, bae" |
| Girl, ask yo man, he so petty, dang |
| I do not roll up no regular |
| My name ain't Reggie or regulate |
| I feel like Dave |
| Wait, you talking 'bout Reggie? |
| Pull up on your ass, wedgie |
| I got the glow down in my belly |
| I been eating baguetti |
| I threw a TD on TV I'm TD Jakes, and God said |
| "He ain't gon' never gon' leave me, he won't forsake" wow |
| Please preacher, I love it |
| Duck back, divy up the duckets |
| You ain't put a penny in the bucket |
| Pass plate 'round, last supper |
| Lotta shit changed since last summer but |
| I need a minute to meditate |
| Gimme a second bae |
| Full of regret, I've been stressing on everything |
| So I'ma need everything, anything, pocket change |
| Let it bang, let it bang |
| It's a freedom sound, let it bang |
| Let it bang, let it bang |
| It's a freedom sound, let it |
| (Woof) |
| Man, I miss my dogs, took off the (Roof) |
| I took that shit off, sped right to you |
| All you do is talk, that's all you do |
| Can I holla, holla? |
| Look, can I holla, holla, holla, holla at you Hallelujah, girl, you a jalapeño |
| You da hottest, hollow points in a nina |
| How ya doin', how you been, how you livin'? |
| I ain't see you in a minute |
| Grind hard, I've been in and out of cities |
| Rippin' and trippin' and killin' them bigots |
| You know your favorite ain't fuckin' with JIDDY |
| They takin' flavor they come to the city |
| And push it to labels with the majors |
| And you think that you made it |
| But aha don't play yourself |
| Born and raised here |
| Been a slave in a grave |
| I probably decay here |
| You would know what I mean if you came from here |
| But it's all I'ma say |
| Welcome to the A |
| East Atlanta, I was playin' with Klay |
| Hit the 3, Curry with the pot |
| With the D 50 shots in the sheesh |
| Call the cops, get the sheets |
| Bullets bounce to the beat |
| Don't announce you a freak |
| We accounting' for be accountable |
| Gotta get the money, move a mountain for it |
| Goin' through the forest |
| I'm a wild boy, you on a wild horse |
| Bow and arrow, hit the wild boar |
| It's a feast, the mild score |
| I pack up the sheets and power forward |
| Take a charge and fall, power forward |
| Hit the stage, break a leg like Paul George |
| Out in Bali ballin' in my ball shorts |
| Heard he hate me, no sweat off my balls, boy |
| I need a minute to meditate (Me too) |
| Gimme a second bae |
| Full of regret, I've been stressing on everything (Me too) |
| So I'ma need everything, anything, pocket change |
| Let it bang, let it bang |
| It's a freedom sound, let it bang |
| Let it bang, let it bang |
| It's a freedom sound, let it |
| (Woof) |
| Man, I miss my dogs, took off the (Roof) |
| I took that shit off, sped right to you |
| All you do is talk, that's all you do |
| That's all you do |