Baby Wipes Gucci Mane (Ft. Waka Flocka Flame)

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Shitting on all you hoes tonight, my bitch, she need some baby wipes
Shitting on all you hoes tonight, my bitch, she need some baby wipes
Some baby wipes
Shitting on all you producers, man Zay he need some baby wipes
It’s Gucci
I need some baby wipes
Damn

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Versace bags and glasses shoes and belts, that’s what my lady like
Shitting on all these hoes up front, asked her how that Mercedes ride
My bitch ball hard but you broke hoes ain’t got nowhere to stay tonight
I’m whining the Lambo on Ocho Cinco bitch, that's 85
I’m cooking dope, I’m selling kush I feel like it’s the 80’s life
I told that yellowbone thick chick to get here, I didn't say it twice
I got them stupid bands I told the dealer man don’t say no price
She married a freak they throwing rice I pay that man to throw the fight

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Versace bags and glassy belts and shoes, that’s what my lady like
Shitting on all you hoes tonight, I think she need some baby wipes
Stupid money, shorty ball so hard, I just might pay tonight
We breaking baby bottles in the club but we ain't babies right
My girlfriend ball so hard, swear to God she need some baby wipes
They coming here to play no games with y'all I came to ball tonight
Them brick squad n* done for flexing hard I got on all my ice
I tip bad bitches in my section y'all they need some baby wipes