★ freestyle ★ I dropped outta school just to get me some paper (racks) I hang with some shottas, my lil nigga haitian Smoke by the acres, feel like i’m jamaican I keep me a choppa if nigga tryna play me (glltt) Never wrote a statement, check my affidavit I’m fresh outta jail, got bitches wanna rape me (yup) I rock designer, no more shoppin’ macy’s Put racks in my ear now a lil nigga cakin’ (yeah) These niggas bitches, this shit gettin’ outrageous How a nigga rob you and you see him daily? (huh) I told my mama, “don’t worry be patient” I know ima make it, put her in a maybach (yeah) Never let a nigga know where you stay at (nah) Always keep a strap wherever you lay at (for real) Guaranteed when i see him he don’t say that These niggas pillow talkin’ for some payback (bitch ass) These nigga switchin’ chains for the money So i keep a heater tucked right by my undies (no cap) You try to rob me, you get shot in your stomach I pistol whip you, turn your face like a pumpkin (for real) He talkin’ reckless but i know he frontin’ Bg wipe your nose, wrap him up like a mummy (yeah) Internet dissin’ to me that shit funny Nine times outta ten, when i see ‘em they runnin’ (get up outta there) Smokin’ backwoods and they look like some thumbs (yeah) Your bitch suckin’ dick like all she got is gums (she nasty) I’m drippin’ sauce every day like fuck a pump (drip) I hop in that wraith, hit the gas and go dumb (skrrt) 12 interrogate me, know them bitches racist They tryna squeeze a nigga like a sponge (fuck ‘em) Ima keep it solid, never talk about it Shout out to my niggas who on the run I feel like el chapo when i’m out in public ‘cause every nigga with me got a gun (can’t touch me) If they ain’t talkin’ money, ion respond (nah) If i fuck your bitch i bet her friend join The money don’t make me, my gun don’t got safety You run up and i put your face on the pavement (bitch) I use to ride stolen cars just to race ‘em If 12 get behind me, high speed ima evade ‘em (vroom) These niggas peons If i say, “cheese”, my mouth get to shinin’ like neon (bling) I rock the show with my ski on (pissed) Watch how my wrist lookin’ pee’d on (pissed) The paper route that what we on (cash) Chasin’ money i swear ima keep on (for real) Never asked a nigga to put me on (got this) I got this for the low, come and get some I’m the drip god, these lil niggas peewee (bitch) More cheese than a pizza at cici Foreign bitch, slide in the pussy like cd (slip) And i’m real hot like nosebleed (drip) Mixin’ designer, i’m drippin’ like kool-aid Gotta stay away from suckers like toothache She gon’ give me head while i’m grippin’ on her toupee Racin’ to the money, two hunned on the e-way Backend now, gettin’ paid for a show (racks) Try to rob me put a tag on your toe (blatt) Real street nigga i ain’t dissin’ on post (nope) Big backwoods if a nigga want smoke Hatin’ ass nigga tryna step on my toes (tryna step on my toes) Can’t fuck with too many, just me and my woe (just me and my woe) I came a long way from sleepin’ on flo’ (for real) Now i got sauce spillin’ off my dro’ (drip) Must be your birthday with all that cake (lil hoe) Bad bitch, slim thick by the way (by the way) She gon’ let me put icing on her face (on her face) Ima fuck her first night, no dates Coupe with the tint these niggas can’t see thru (who that?) Cartier glasses, these niggas i see thru (thru that) Got my ice cold, got it straight out the igloo (ice) These niggas shrimps like seafood (lil boys)
Baby K - Freestyle {freestyle} I dropped outta school just to get me some paper (racks) I hang with some shottas, my lil nigga haitian Smoke by the acres, feel like i’m jamaican I keep me
Baby K - M'ama non m'ama {Testo di "M'ama non m'ama"} {Intro} (Yo, Baby K) {Strofa 1} Torno da casa sua fino al mio quartiere È andata pure
Baby K - Roma-Bangkok {Strofa 1: Baby K} Yo, Baby K Vístete rápido, que ganas de ir de fiesta Importas tú, no la ropa que llevas puesta Ayer el cielo estaba gris y llorando Y ahora que
Baby K - No Chauffeur {chorus} We takin over (yeunn) Slidin double r truck with no chauffeur (outta there) Road to riches i know i'm getting closer (to them m’s) Ain't stunttin no hoe
Baby K - Me gust Andiamo piano piano baby non corriamo io e te Siamo quello che siamo Eva ed Adamo sai perchè Certe cose sai succedono anche senza volerle Dai la colpa al vino mentre io la do alle
Baby K - Tornando Fino a perdere il fiato Arrivare in cima dove prima nessuno è mai stato Segui i miei passi e scordiamo il passato Lascia tutto così com'è Solo tu sei così con me Se la
Baby K - Locos Valientes {Intro: Andrés Dvicio, (Baby K)} No-oh-oh (Risas) Déjame bailar contigo (Yeah, Baby K) {Verso 1: Baby K} Sé que tú no me conoces Pero no
Baby K - Jungle No miami but we bring the heat out Br4 is the gang they don't speak bout You niggas rap good but we got the streets hot Hit up his block make a fuck nigga clean out Try to run
Baby K - Rags 2 Riches Rags to riches ain’t chasing no bitches i’ll stick up my city before i go broke Rags to riches i stay bout my business man i’m bout whatever this shit ain’t no joke Rags to riches i get it
Baby K - Non mi basta più {Intro: Baby K, *Chiara Ferragni*} Chiara, è arrivato il momento *Attiviamo il piano* Confermato, ci aspettano *Operazione avviata, vai con la hit*
Baby K
Claudia Judith Nahum (Singapore, 5 febbraio 1983) in arte Baby K, si avvicina all'hip hop nel 2007, grazie al rapper Amir che, dopo aver riconosciuto il suo talento, gli rimedia alcune collaborazioni con Vacca e Bassi Maestro. Così l'anno seguente Baby K debutta come solista con l'EP S.O.S.. Nel 2011 acquisisce notorietà aprendo i concerti di Marracash e Guè Pequeno, notorietà che andrà ad aumentare grazie al singolo Killer in collaborazione con Tiziano Ferro. Negli anni seguenti escono vari dischi che la confermano partecipante al campionato hip hop al pari di molti altri rapper. Dal 2017 cambia genere attenendosi ad un hip hop che si avvicina molto più al reggaeton che al rap stesso realizzando molte hit estive di grande successo come Da zero a cento o Playa.