Baby Please (ft. BOMO)

Producer Tag
Magron (Magron), Beats (beats, beats, beats)

Chorus (Norff & BOMO)
Oh baby, please (feel it)
Oh baby, please (feeling)
Oh baby, please (feeling)
I know you're hit, tried in no way to broke your feelings
Wo-ah, wo-ah
Oh baby, please (wo-ah)
Oh baby, please (wo-ah)

Verse 1 (Norff)
I gotta strong feeling
I got a strong love
I got a picture frame
How can I be honest with someone else
If I'm lying to myself?
Love who don't cust-om/the fit
My soul struggles for the same steps
That go the same way
I don't know what to be
I don't know what to lose
I don't mean to hate you
But if somеone tried hard to try and defy my еmotions
And you don't want me, you want to fade
You don't want to stay and it don't matter where I go
I go now
I go now
I go now, (I go now)
I go now, (I go now)
I go now, (I go now)

Verse 2 (Norff)
Stop and make things right
I gotta write for my future wife, yes
Starts today in your life and for ya
Forget about a life with us together
Forget about the life that we had and lived
Forget about all the times we was one with one
We no longer have reached liberty and everyone will live in peace
Avoid the trouble, bass that doesn't make her
I'm a peacemaker
You pay back, I, I, owe you
For the way this went, outta it
I gotta mark Pres
Don't stress yourself with me
Yeah, 'cuz I'll go now
With white dress
I'm yelling "please" too

Chorus (Norff & BOMO)
Oh baby, please (feel it)
Oh baby, please (feeling)
Oh baby, please (feeling)
I don't mean to kid
I don't mean to hurt your feelings
Wo-ah, wo-ah
Oh baby, please (wo-ah)
Oh baby, please (wo-ah)

Verse 3 (BOMO)
Woah, this shit, (the season)
Baby, why you tripping? (tripping?)
You know that I'm flipping!
You left me so down, slow down
I cannot be living
Why are you so stupid?
I'm rolling shit, ya rolling shit
I'm smoking weed by eleven
Why? I love you
You were the one on the lead of my dream
Now you float and go
I'm always suspect
You never pat me
Yeah, I approach you in the tub
Just to dust me off
All I do is check in on baby
Bitch you hear me?
Smoking weed
Aren't you gonna say I'm really shit?
Why the truth gotta come from me, too?
I'm popping off the seal
Then I close my eyes
Bitch I want you to come, yeah, nigga, be by my side
The weed at shoulder length
Oh my niggas speaking truth to ya, nigga
I'm rollin the shit and full in the shit and would defend you in a wig all my bitches bleed and mean less than you to me so guess again, woah
I'm no chopper to hit
Woah!
Girl I love ya, nigga soul rich

Woah!
Yeah, yeah
I say "woah!"