paroles de chanson baby blues remix (feat. BEAM) - Beam , Audrey
Ayy,
ayy
It
was
autumn,
we
were
in
college
Dropping
credits,
while
you
were
bombin'
sakés
Different
majors,
brand
new
fragrance
We
hit
the
matrix,
Toyota
spaceship
Posing
for
Palace,
needed
the
money
Hated
the
hustle,
they
tried
to
make
you
famous
Showed
up
fucked
up
to
the
shoot
Fucked
up
at
the
shoot
Fucked
up
at
the
shoot
Fucked
up
at
the
shoot
Fuck
it
up,
fuck
it
up,
fuck
it
up
Fuck
it
up,
fuck
it
up,
ayy
Foolin'
us
with
your
baby
blues
Even
your
best
friends
can't
condone
the
things
you
do
Foolin'
us
with
your
baby
blues
Even
your
best
friends
can't
condone
the
things
you
do
You
do,
you
do,
you
do,
ayy
You
still
the
baddest
It's
an
honor
You
just
graduated
college
From
all
that
knowledge
Had
a
graduation
party
You
left
all
your
friends
then
Straight
to
my
direction
You
had
all
intentions
to
come
for
me
on
my
mind
Never
gave
a
fuck
about
them
dudes
and
I
(like
that)
Yeah,
I
like
that
(yeah,
I
do)
It's
more
than
sex,
you
wanted
conversations
and
I
(like
that)
Scare
you
with
a
naked
truth,
but
I
like
it
when
you
(bite
back)
Useless,
loyal
Hope
you
like
that
Prada
that
I
bought
you
Got
that
Louis
in
that
closet
It
ain't
about
them
blue
billies
Shawty,
I
spend
it
on
you
silly
Even
on
them
new
titties
All
of
your
friend
dem,
know
dem
can't
control
me
But
you
taking
the
risk
on
me
I
know
what
you
did
for
me
Bonnie
and
Clyde
(Clyde)
It's
as
soon
as
I
slide,
yeah
(slide)
Making
it
flick
(flick)
LLC
your
business
Look
up
"Will
you
marry
me?"
on
that
blimp
Foolin'
her
with
your
baby
blues
Even
your
best
friends
can't
condone
the
things
you
do
Ayy,
ayy,
ayy,
ayy,
ayy,
ayy
Foolin'
her
with
your
baby
blues
Even
your
best
friends
can't
condone
the
things
you
do
You
do,
you
do,
you
do,
ayy
It
was
summer,
rented
the
Hummer
Droppin'
debit,
while
you
were
eatin'
makis
Different
places,
brand
new
station
I
read
the
pages,
I
heard
you
made
it
Acting
for
Summit,
needed
the
money
Hated
that
bustle,
they
went
and
made
you
famous
Showed
up
fucked
up
to
the
shoot
Fucked
up
at
the
shoot
Fucked
up
at
the
shoot
Fucked
up
at
the
shoot
Fuck
it
up,
fuck
it
up,
fuck
it
up
Fuck
it
up,
fuck
it
up,
ayy
Foolin'
her
with
your
baby
blues
(blues)
Even
your
best
friends
can't
condone
the
things
you
do
Ayy,
ayy,
ayy,
ayy,
ayy,
ayy
Foolin'
her
with
your
baby
blues
Even
your
best
friends
can't
condone
the
things
you
do
You
do,
you
do,
you
do,
ayy
1 Typical
2 Comic Sans (feat. Jack Harlow)
3 damn Right
4 Cool Kids
5 Get Luv
6 Baby Blues
7 Blossom
8 Space
9 Top Again (feat. Saba)
10 Long Year
11 rebound
12 dollah bills
13 irene
14 molars
15 changes
16 changes (pt. 2)
17 baby blues remix (feat. BEAM)
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