Lyric Bye Bye Baby
At night I can t seem to get no sleep
Addicted to Indo and Hennessy
I m stressed on got my vest on
Let s hit the streets time to put the vest on
Friday night and I m chillin with my baby
In a black 600 Lorenzos on it
And I m all up on them thighs smokin on doja
So I guess I didn t see the niggas behind me ...
We at the stoplight (get out yo car nigga)
Before I exit (they start the pullin triggas),
So now I m duckin and I m divin ,
tryin to survive and
All I can hear is gunshots and cryin ,
In an instant (looks like the cryin stopped)
When I looked at my Benz, all my windows bucked out,
I see my girlfriend layin on the asphalt
bleedin lookin dead at me,
And all I can say is ...
Chorus:
Bye bye, baby, I can t believe it,
These niggas just shot my baby,
The only thing that make me go crazy,
Somebody gonna feel my .380,
My, my baby, won t live to see it,
It s gonna be murder, I guarantee it,
They already had comin fore they step into me,
But y all shouldn t have fucked with my baby ...
Now I met her at the Beverly,
as she was like the bombest,
She had me goin , nigga I m goin be honest,
She was stacked with big bags behind her,
Matter of fact, she kinda looked a little like Tyra,
All the niggas used to stop when they seen her,
Dressed in black, laid back demeanor, Gone now
And I m all upset,
I m like a grown child, I want my baby back,
But now it s on, pal
All things behind us,
I wanna take you where no one can find ya, mind ya,
I m about to go crazy
Gimme my baby ,Gimme my baby ...
(Chorus)
Now I try not to think
about all the things we did together,
We made the bedroom walls
shake from in the living room,
I was so infatuated with everythin you do,
Somebody took you away from me with a shell or two,
And I m gonna ride cause that s what the hell I do,
Gon be some madness, girl, I m tellin you,
This shell s for you, what they wanna do ...
(Chorus x4)
Addicted to Indo and Hennessy
I m stressed on got my vest on
Let s hit the streets time to put the vest on
Friday night and I m chillin with my baby
In a black 600 Lorenzos on it
And I m all up on them thighs smokin on doja
So I guess I didn t see the niggas behind me ...
We at the stoplight (get out yo car nigga)
Before I exit (they start the pullin triggas),
So now I m duckin and I m divin ,
tryin to survive and
All I can hear is gunshots and cryin ,
In an instant (looks like the cryin stopped)
When I looked at my Benz, all my windows bucked out,
I see my girlfriend layin on the asphalt
bleedin lookin dead at me,
And all I can say is ...
Chorus:
Bye bye, baby, I can t believe it,
These niggas just shot my baby,
The only thing that make me go crazy,
Somebody gonna feel my .380,
My, my baby, won t live to see it,
It s gonna be murder, I guarantee it,
They already had comin fore they step into me,
But y all shouldn t have fucked with my baby ...
Now I met her at the Beverly,
as she was like the bombest,
She had me goin , nigga I m goin be honest,
She was stacked with big bags behind her,
Matter of fact, she kinda looked a little like Tyra,
All the niggas used to stop when they seen her,
Dressed in black, laid back demeanor, Gone now
And I m all upset,
I m like a grown child, I want my baby back,
But now it s on, pal
All things behind us,
I wanna take you where no one can find ya, mind ya,
I m about to go crazy
Gimme my baby ,Gimme my baby ...
(Chorus)
Now I try not to think
about all the things we did together,
We made the bedroom walls
shake from in the living room,
I was so infatuated with everythin you do,
Somebody took you away from me with a shell or two,
And I m gonna ride cause that s what the hell I do,
Gon be some madness, girl, I m tellin you,
This shell s for you, what they wanna do ...
(Chorus x4)
