Young Nudy – Loaded Baked Potato lyrics

[Intro]
Huh, nah, yeah, my trust is f**ed up
She really f**ed up
Just when I tried to f** her
She tryna act the f** up
So I had to back the f** up
Had to run them racks the f** up
Nah b**h
[Chorus]
She like damn, damn they don’t wanna f** with me no more
Damn I don’t wanna f** no more
b**h ain’t no callin’ my phone
Hell no slime, don’t wanna come push up
Late night, two o’clock
She say slime I wanna ride your knob
I say b**h go and s** these nuts
Here you go ho, you wanna s** my rocks
Yeah ya b**h, all these hoes wanna s** my kids
Who let slimeball get in?
Beat that ho from the back, big in
Backwood b**h, yeah back in
At the club, yeah turnt up
And I just got a couple backends
n***a wanna hate ’cause my racks in
Still hatin’ n***a from back then
[Verse 1]
It don’t matter, n***a ain’t gon’ change
My money runnin’ up right now
Your b**h wanna f** right now
Lame a** n***a run it up right now
All these goddamn bucks right now
I got big bucks, big shotgun n***a, big bucks
I’ll fill a n***a up like what the f**
Yeah, his b**h wanna f**, he didn’t have a clue
Yeah, now, what you gon’ do when a big slime come through?
What you gon’ do when your b**h wanna come through?
What you gon’ do when that money come through?
See you with the money, make a b**h go and do
Damn y’all some hating a** n***as
Damn y’all some lame a** n***as
Shake it a**, shake it a**, shake it a**, food a**, lame a** n***a
I f** on your ho, damn
Lame a** n***a didn’t know, damn
Anyway, yeah, anyway
Yeah, anyways
What you tell ’em slime?
Yeah, anyway, woo
[Chorus]
Damn they don’t wanna f** with me no more
Damn I don’t wanna f** no more
b**h ain’t no callin’ my phone
Hell no slime, don’t wanna come push up
Late night, two o’clock
She say slime I wanna ride your knob
I say b**h go and s** these nuts
Here you go ho, you wanna s** my rocks
Yeah ya b**h, all these hoes wanna s** my kids
Who let slimeball get in?
Beat that ho from the back, big in
Backwood b**h, yeah back in
At the club, yeah turnt up
And I just got a couple backends
n***a wanna hate ’cause my racks in
Still hatin’ n***a from back then
[Verse 2]
Back to the daily
The streets yeah they pay me
f** on your ho, your old lady
Skeet in her, let’s have a baby
In the kitchen whippin’ babies
Slime sellin’ all the babies
Crack fiends goin’ crazy
I’m a real street n***a, east Atlanta but I wasn’t born in the gravy
n***a be hatin’, fugazi
Chopper go Slim Shady
I been sellin’ Slim Shady, yeah
Your ho wanna s** my babies, yeah yeah yeah
And I like that sh**, yeah yeah
That’s a white lil b**h, yeah yeah yeah yeah
That’s a right lil b**h, yeah, yeah
And I know, and I know y’all n***as on hold
And I know y’all, know y’all pockets ain’t swole
And I know y’all mad, y’all hate on big bag
‘Cause big bag, yeah he got big bags
All of this money, I gotta do the dash
Two hundred on the dash
All of this money, your b**h wanna f**
Two hundred, yeah that’s cash, yeah
Yeah, why come do that?
Big slimeball why you do that?
Geekin’ in your ho, all on that
Slappin’ on her booty
[Chorus]
Damn they don’t wanna f** with me no more
Damn I don’t wanna f** no more
b**h ain’t no callin’ my phone
Hell no slime, don’t wanna come push up
Late night, two o’clock
She say slime I wanna ride your knob
I say b**h go and s** these nuts
Here you go ho, you wanna s** my rocks
Yeah ya b**h, all these hoes wanna s** my kids
Who let slimeball get in?
Beat that ho from the back, big in
Backwood b**h, yeah back in
At the club, yeah turnt up
And I just got a couple backends
n***a wanna hate ’cause my racks in
Still hatin’ n***a from back then
[Outro]
But you’ll be alright though, you feel me
‘Cause eventually you’ll catch up and you’ll catch you somebody
But until then, then you know
Do what I want to though

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