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Babe Ruth Video (MV)




Performed By: Szuto
Length: 2:30
Written by: Frank Cruz




Szuto - Babe Ruth Lyrics




Finna go get that money
I'm eating the beat like it's yummy
Stayed single, f*ck honeys
She want a few bucks, she's funny

Man my dreams coming true
Who knew I could do
Some f*cking shit in the booth
Hit it out Babe Ruth

Finna go get that money
I'm eating the beat like it's yummy
Stayed single, f*ck honeys
She want a few bucks, she's funny

Man my dreams coming true
Who knew I could do
Some f*cking shit in the booth
Hit it out Babe Ruth

I want the bag like Jesse (Jesse)
Sipping on couple of Pepsi's (Pepsi's)

Man my hearts real empty (empty)
But I'm strong like Hefty (Hefty)

F*ck the haters always hating (hating)
I'm going for it while you waiting (waiting)

Used to go f*ck around skating
Now I'm just working just fixing my paintings

Tryna live wit no job (nope)
I ain't gon live like a slob (nope)

Tryna to stop me get popped
Like Ted Allen get Chopped (that's a show)

Going solo like Yoncé
Isabela Moner my fiance

We be kissing in the f*cking driveway
Then chill later sipping lattes

Babygirl I'm just playing
You the only one I wanna be dating

But you cute as f*ck you slaying
To be with you I'm praying

My fantasy's could be real
To make cash what a deal

Tryna see me wit a mill
Once that I see it I'm clapping like seals

Finna go get that money
I'm eating the beat like it's yummy
Stayed single, f*ck honeys
She want a few bucks, she's funny

Man my dreams coming true
Who knew I could do
Some f*cking shit in the booth
Hit it out Babe Ruth

Finna go get that money
I'm eating the beat like it's yummy
Stayed single, f*ck honeys
She want a few bucks, she's funny

Man my dreams coming true
Who knew I could do
Some f*cking shit in the booth
Hit it out Babe Ruth
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Finna go get that money
I'm eating the beat like it's yummy
Stayed single, f*ck honeys
She want a few bucks, she's funny

Man my dreams coming true
Who knew I could do
Some f*cking shit in the booth
Hit it out Babe Ruth

Finna go get that money
I'm eating the beat like it's yummy
Stayed single, f*ck honeys
She want a few bucks, she's funny

Man my dreams coming true
Who knew I could do
Some f*cking shit in the booth
Hit it out Babe Ruth

I want the bag like Jesse (Jesse)
Sipping on couple of Pepsi's (Pepsi's)

Man my hearts real empty (empty)
But I'm strong like Hefty (Hefty)

F*ck the haters always hating (hating)
I'm going for it while you waiting (waiting)

Used to go f*ck around skating
Now I'm just working just fixing my paintings

Tryna live wit no job (nope)
I ain't gon live like a slob (nope)

Tryna to stop me get popped
Like Ted Allen get Chopped (that's a show)

Going solo like Yoncé
Isabela Moner my fiance

We be kissing in the f*cking driveway
Then chill later sipping lattes

Babygirl I'm just playing
You the only one I wanna be dating

But you cute as f*ck you slaying
To be with you I'm praying

My fantasy's could be real
To make cash what a deal

Tryna see me wit a mill
Once that I see it I'm clapping like seals

Finna go get that money
I'm eating the beat like it's yummy
Stayed single, f*ck honeys
She want a few bucks, she's funny

Man my dreams coming true
Who knew I could do
Some f*cking shit in the booth
Hit it out Babe Ruth

Finna go get that money
I'm eating the beat like it's yummy
Stayed single, f*ck honeys
She want a few bucks, she's funny

Man my dreams coming true
Who knew I could do
Some f*cking shit in the booth
Hit it out Babe Ruth
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Writer: Frank Cruz
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