Sign In Register. Artist: Matti Baybee. Album: Young Legends. Say Errday i wake up Tryna get that paper Never care for haters Cuz Matti baybee major Homie u a faker Ber berry my jacob She wanna be cakes up But i dont want relations See errday i wake up Tryna get that paper Never care for haters Cuz Matti baybee Homie u a faker Berr berry my jacob She wanna be caked up But i dont want relations She wanna be caked up I dont want relations Homie get yo cake up Im balling like tha Lakers Boi u aint no na, naw Gucci wit no laces Riding in this raree I feel like crispy racer Im balling like a pacer Sha raga a. Matti Baybee Lyrics provided by SongLyrics. Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles CSS. This is just a preview! Cannot annotate a non-flat selection. Make sure your selection starts and ends within the same node. All News Daily Roundup.

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Matti Baybee
Matti Baybee Hook : Everyday I wake up trying to get that paper. Never care for haters cuz Matti Baybee major. Homie you a faker burberry, Marc jacob. She wanna be caked up but I don't want relations. Homie get your cake up, balling like the lakers. Boy you ain't no major, gucci with no laces. Riding in this 'rari I feel like a speed racer. Ballin' like a pacer chiraq I'm a native, and my chick is foreign out without no make - up. Tell her "I'll see you later" pockets got green faces, flexin' and finessin' you should get your weight up.
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Sign In Register. Artist: Matti Baybee feat. Fredo Santana. Album: Young Legends. Matti Baybee Hook : Everyday I wake up trying to get that paper. Never care for haters cuz Matti Baybee major. Homie you a faker burberry, Marc jacob. She wanna be caked up but I don't want relations. Homie get your cake up, balling like the lakers. Boy you ain't no major, gucci with no laces.
Toggle navigation. Never care for haters cuz Matti Baybee major. Homie you a faker burberry, Marc jacob. She wanna be caked up but I don't want relations. Homie get your cake up, balling like the lakers. Boy you ain't no major, gucci with no laces. Riding in this 'rari I feel like a speed racer. Ballin' like a pacer chiraq I'm a native, and my chick is foreign out without no make - up. Tell her "I'll see you later" pockets got green faces, flexin' and finessin' you should get your weight up.