Rich Baby Daddy Lyrics Credits
Start of the Lyrics
[Part I]
[Intro]
Is it over? I could be another
Is it over? I could be another
Is it?
[Chorus: Sexyy Red]
Bend that ass over (Baow), let that coochie breathe (Yeah)
Shake that ass, bitch, hands on your knees (Ho)
Hands on your knees (Ho), hands on your knees (Ow)
Shake that ass for Drake (Yup), now, shake that ass for me
Bend that ass over (Baow), let that coochie breathe (Yeah)
Shake that ass, bitch, hands on your knees
Hands on your knees, hands on your knees
Shake that ass for Drake (Yeah), now, shake that ass for me
[Verse 1: Drake]
Ayy, I still got some love deep inside of me
No need to lie to me, I know you got a guy
He’s not a guy to me
Just say goodbye to him, then take thе ride to me, ride to mе
I still got some love deep inside of me
Please drag it out of me
You just might
Just might get that G-Wagon out of me
Please drag it out of me, please drag it out
Rollie gang, patty gang, rich baby daddy gang
I’m with Red like I’m at a Cincinnati game
Hood bitch, tat her gang ‘fore she tat her name
Real bitch, held me down ‘fore I had a name
Heard there’s money on my head, what is that to me?
I put a hundred bands on him, he put a rack on me
We from two different worlds, but it’s a match to me
The bend it over only time she turn her back on me (For real)
[Verse 1: Drake]
Ayy, I still got some love deep inside of me
No need to lie to me, I know you got a guy
He’s not a guy to me
Just say goodbye to him, then take thе ride to me, ride to mе
I still got some love deep inside of me
Please drag it out of me
You just might
Just might get that G-Wagon out of me
Please drag it out of me, please drag it out
Rollie gang, patty gang, rich baby daddy gang
I’m with Red like I’m at a Cincinnati game
Hood bitch, tat her gang ‘fore she tat her name
Real bitch, held me down ‘fore I had a name
Heard there’s money on my head, what is that to me?
I put a hundred bands on him, he put a rack on me
We from two different worlds, but it’s a match to me
The bend it over only time she turn her back on me (For real)
[Verse 2: SZA]
Your man so good and you deserve that in your suffering
I need a dick and conversation, can you cover me?
I had a feeling this is more than what we both say
I had a feeling this is more than a feeling
I can’t let you get away
Feels good, but it can’t be love
Ain’t a damn thing that I do
Ain’t a damn thing, oh
[Chorus: Sexyy Red & SZA]
Bend that ass over (Ooh), let that coochie breathe (Ooh)
Shake that ass, bitch (Ooh), hands on your knees (Ooh)
Hands on your knees (All been there), hands on your knees
Shake that ass for Drake (Uh), now, shake that ass for me
Bend that ass over (Yeah), let that coochie breathe (Yeah)
Shake that ass, bitch (Yeah), hands on your knees (Hands on your)
Hands on your knees (Hands on your), hands on your knees (Yeah)
Shake that ass for Drake, now, shake that ass for me (Shake, shake, shake)
[Verse 3: Sexyy Red]
You like my voice, I turn you on
Red weave, it match my thong
He heard about me, know my song
I drive him crazy, can’t leave me ‘lone
Foreign trucks, I pull up
Thirty inches to my butt
Nails done, I’m fine as fuck
Niggas tryna see what’s up
[Bridge: Sexyy Red]
I’m lucky
I’m lucky
I’m lucky
I’m lucky
[Chorus: Sexyy Red]
Bend that ass over (Baow), let that coochie breathe (Yeah)
Shake that ass, bitch, hands on your knees (Ho)
Hands on your knees (Ho), hands on your knees (Ow)
Shake that ass for Drake (Yup), now, shake that ass for me
Bend that ass over (Baow), let that coochie breathe (Yeah)
Shake that ass, bitch, hands on your knees
Hands on your knees, hands on your knees
Shake that ass for Drake (Yeah), now, shake that ass for me
[Part II]
[Verse: Drake]