Dababy - Practice Lyrics | BollywoodTracksLyrics

'Practice' is the latest song presented by 'Dababy'. The music is produced by Anthony Mosley & the song lyrics are written by Anthony L Mosley, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk. The song was released at 'Dababy' official youtube channel on August 4th, 2020.

Song Details:

Song: Practice (Lyric)
Artist: Dababy
Producer: Anthony Mosley
Composer Lyricist: Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
Composer Lyricist: Anthony L Mosley
Music Label: Dababy
Released Date: August 4th, 2020.


Practice Lyrics:

Okay
Boom, boom, boom (Firzt on the track)
Boom, boom, boom

I be feeling like I don't be popping enough, I be humble
I'ma keep showing my ass if I wanna
Hang up the phone on they ass, block the number
I told you don't play with me, nig*a
And she be acting funny, probably think a nig*a need her (Uh-uh)
I thought I was faithful, she say I am a cheater
They thought I was taken, I am ready to mingle
The fu*k is you saying, lil nig*a? (Go)

I do my lil' dancy-dance (Go)
I fill up my pants with bands, quit playing, lil' nig*a
And I don't think the talk is cheap (Talk)
Cause now when they talk to me, they paying me, nig*a (Shut up)

I probably say the word "nig*a" too much
I am a real nig*a, I don't be giving a fu*k (Shh)
Tommy Hilfiger 'fits with the shit comin' up (Go)
When you stay down like this, you rock Fendi and stuff (Okay)
He broke as hell, put a boot on him
I hit the bit*h, put her out, put a move on her (Bitch)
He wanna be just like Baby for real
On the low tryna do what I do, don't he? (Yeah)
Just so you prepared, I'ma let you know
They probably told you I am scared, but I am ready, though (No)
The industry can't take the hood out of me
About to go get some head from a ghetto ho (Uh-uh)
They do it nasty
Pull up new whip and it's flashy
Gun on my hip and it's plastic
This the deluxe
I like her, but don't give a fuck (Fuck)
I am fu*king her rough, I am her daddy (Mmm)
That's how I live
She told me she wanna have kids (Mmm)
I told her don't know what that is (Uh-uh)
That ain't how we speaking (Uh-huh)
I broke her heart into pieces
She probably gonna call Dr. Phil

I be feeling like I don't be popping enough, I be humble (Pop it)
I'ma keep showing my ass if I wan'
Hang up the phone on they ass, block the number (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
I told you don't play with me, nig*a
And she be acting funny, probably think a nig*a need her (Uh-uh)
I thought I was faithful, she say I am a cheater
They thought I was taken, I am ready to mingle
The fu*k is you saying, lil nig*a?

I always had a thing for ghetto bit*hes, where the Trinas?
I am known to set it off like Queen Latifah
You wan' make Billboard? Come get a feature
You fu*king with Baby, lil' nig*a (Yeah)
Hot nig*a, hot nig*a (Hot)
Number one song on the Billboard, 

He still got a Glock with him (Hot)
You ain't gonna never see me hate on no nig*a
I think this work better, I am tryna go shop with em
Yeah, what you need, lil' nig*a?
We having the bags of gas and they moving fast (Fast)
Than you can imagine
That bit*h on the way, 
My bro catch the pack like it's Madden (Go)
Having my way with an actress (Come on)
Fuck on the floor, fuck a mattress
They probably saying I am not on y'all asses
I feel like AI, we talking about practice...

I be feeling like I don't be popping enough, I be humble
I'ma keep showing my ass if I wan' (We talking about practice, man)
Hang up the phone on they ass, block the number
I told you don't play with me, nig*a (We talking about practice)

And she be acting funny, probably think a nig*a need her
I thought I was faithful, 
She say I am a cheater (We talking about practice?)
They thought I was taken, I am ready to mingle
The fuck is you saying, lil nig*a?


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