Baby C’mon (Letra)

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[Chorus:]
Are you down, say you’re wit it
Let it go, I know you’re feeling me
Don’t try to fight it
I’m gonna help you find the way
Baby c’mon, baby c’mon, baby c’mon

Baby, can’t you see that he’s
No good
Honey, he don’t treat you like he should
Baby I know just what to do to make it right
Let me lead you to the best love
That you ever had in your life

So baby when you feel the need
Don’t you hesitate to reach right out and call me
I’ll supply your everything
Make it so good for you
That you’ll end up falling in love with me

[Chorus ]

Sister, you’re the finest thing I know
He gotta be crazy
To think of ever letting you go
I know you want me to ease the pain you feel
I got a plan girl
Just take my hand and follow me

To a place where you can be
All the things you couldn’t be
When you were with him
I got all the qualities
That a man would need
To make you end up falling in love with me

Girl, I know you wanna be with me
So baby c’mon
Girl you know that I can
Set you free
So baby c’mon
I’ll supply your every need

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Baby C’mon (Letra)

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Yo, are you taping baby?
Baby are you taping?
Ohh yeahhahhahheeyahhhyahhhhohhhyahhhh
Baby baby c’mon, baby c’mon, baby c’mon
What the fuck anybody wanna do?
Right motherfucking now!
Ahhahhahhhah

Verse One:

I’m the dog who’s ahead of the Lords
Dirty Bastard from the Wu-Tang squad
Can I get raw, yes I get Dirty to the floor
Rhymes, hittin on your mind, you could never ignore
Hip-hop to me is like a place to be
My specialTY from me to you is emCEE
Say what you wanna sayyyahhh, baby sayahh
I flip the microphone-ah, any dayahh
I’m mad swift because I got that gift of gab
Niggaz get mad, your ass stink never had
this talent that I got will resound the spot
MC’s, you got paid a lot
You ever notice a black man damn mostly slams
When it come to the money yo it ain’t funny
It’s what you gotta do what you got to do
C’mon, can I get a Wu-Tang
Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang
Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, it’s on your brain
I get riggy diggy raw when it’s time to get
on the dancefloor shotgun kill the shit
BLAOW, then you won’t step to me
Thinking is he really raw as he said he’d be
If I wasn’t really raw, standing here on the floor
You’d be like BOOOOO HE AIN’T NO HARDCORE
Niggaz play like they live but won’t survive
Jumpin up and down ticklin that jive when you ticklin gab
I’m an average man, G-O-D fan
Let it be known who’s the champ, Wu-Tang Clan!
It’s coming through and WU, boy it’s bad too!
Throw your hands in the air, if you don’t care
WHO, the Ol Dirty Bastard be
oh me on my, you be hoppin on my shit just like a fly
BZZZZZT, all around
The dirtiest stinkin sound down to the ground
What what, what you wanna do?
What you wanna do when I’m coming for you?
I’m gonna give it to ya, bayyybah, bayybah,
bayybahhhahahahahahahahahahah…