Lyrical Breakdown of Bow Bow Bow (F My Baby Mama) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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• Lyric Overview: Witness how Chief Keef weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Bow Bow Bow (F My Baby Mama)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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(Tay Keith -) - my baby dad, - my baby dad, - my baby dad (DJ Meech, lil' -) I'm a fine - I ain't in the house sad (Sexyy) - my baby dad (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow) that's that booty meat (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) look at them booty cheeks (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow) that's that booty meat (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) look at them booty cheeks A-all that - on her, damn, this - bad Switch my hips when I walk, yeah, I know you like that (it's Sexyy) My - up, - my baby dad I'm gettin' outside, I ain't in the house sad (no) Called up my (called up my) - we finna go out (yeah) Where the - at? It's lookin' like a drought (damn) My mama got the kids, I'm gettin' out this house All in the club bouncin' -, showin' out (Northside) Lip-gloss poppin' -, I'm show-stoppin' (mwah) Lookin' like a snack, baby daddy - blockin' (hatin' -) Turnt up to the max, I'm the trendin' topic My - actin' up, so you know I'm finna pop it (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow) that's that booty meat (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) look at them booty cheeks (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow) that's that booty meat (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) look at them booty cheeks (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow) that's that booty meat (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) look at them booty cheeks (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow) that's that booty meat (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) look at them booty cheeks (Sos', baby) Baby want a bag, bought a gift bag They call me Sosa Santa, don't get gift-wrapped Hop off the jet with the bag, that's why I'm jet-lagged Bae, you know Chief So' your daddy, come and ground your - I told bae, "You leave me, I'm puttin' a round in your - Kill your - dead and throw a gown on your -" Put some money on your head, I put some count on your - Pull up with a body bag, but it got pounds in the bag - my baby mama, - my baby mama, - my baby mama She a dusty - be broke all summer Ayy, that - be broke all summer Dirty - be tryna take what a - work for I done been through some -, man, that - don't hurt In the back of the Maybach, so I keep the curtains low I ain't got - for you, dirty - I'm broke Tryna get revenge by suckin' -, cutthroat I'm with three Powerpuff Girls, Mojo Jojo She like, "That's 300K, - how you broke though?" I don't pay - that is not my mojo Chief So' been goin' out, - I'm in go mode I just bought another Lamborghini 'cause it go more Baby, make that - shake, I wanna see it slow-mo Say you want this - to last, - take a photo Damn, that - on her, damn, this - bad I think my favorite thing to do is make my Spanish - mad She be cussin' a - out, I be like, "Damn, this - bad" Yeah, I got one up in the head, but I be done stabbed your - Sneak dissin' Sosa over, - go grab your - - broke - I don't wanna be around your - Think you Casper, gang gon' pull up, come and find your - Where your mama? I'm your f- daddy, ground your - - my baby mama, - my baby mama, - my baby mama She a dusty - she have a baby every summer Ayy, she got a baby every summer - my baby mama, - my baby mama, you can - my baby mama She a fine - but she ugly deep under Yeah, that - ugly deep under Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, that's that booty meat She just wanna eat me, look up and see jewelry Mama say I got enough children, she need to neuter me Mama say, "Don't trust that -", she might end up shootin' me Mama say, "Don't trust that -", she might slap me in my sleep Baby always need somethin', let me tell you what I need Let me get behind and hit it 'til I hit my knee -, this death row, if you leave, then it's R.I.P - my baby mama, - my baby mama, - my baby mama She a dusty - dusty - Do you love that -? - hell no Nah, - I really meant yeah, no My - look like a neck on giraffe - Arm and leg on my wrist, smokin' elbow I got car stripes and stripes like shell toes That ain't no real AP, that cost a damn 'bow I should take seven million, buy a damn boat I thought you said you was broke? I'm like, "And, -" I don't shoot clubs up no more, ran outta ammo - my baby mama, - my baby mama, - my baby mama She a dusty - be broke all summer Ayy, that - be broke all summer (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow) that's that booty meat (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) look at them booty cheeks (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow) that's that booty meat (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) look at them booty cheeks - my baby dad, - my baby dad, - my baby dad I'm a fine - I ain't in the house sad - my baby dad (my baby dad)