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Baby Come To Me
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Suckas come and try me
They goin' find yo body
If a nigga try me, then he goin' die
I keep my tool cock like Debo's eyes
And when I draw down
Ana tryin to scare you
Put yo cha vest round yo head
Protect yo face
I been gettin' money like collection plates
I put yo face on a shirt
And fronted on front page
Try me if you wanna
I got more nines then fourth grade
I re-up on the first then again on the third
I'm in tha hood like a fire hydrogen, sittin' on the curb
And I got heart, I got grain, I got pills boy
I'm on da block posted up like a billboard
And I got that torch, so you know that I blast metal
If you went away, we steppin' on you like a gas pedal
And I got that linen squeeze so I grip my pipe tight
Most of these niggas mad cause we shinin' like some bright lights
[Chorus]
Sucka, sucka, sucka, sucka come and try me [Repeat x5]
Sucka come and try me
They goin' find yo body [Repeat x3]
I got hoes fo days
Dro fo days
A choppa that sprays
I keep that thrown away
Sucka nigga wanna try
Yo ass goin' die
6 feet under the dirt, you lie
So duck when I buss
I shot yo ass off angle
Dripping blood on my shoes
Dry yo ass on a hanger
We da true, who care, Franchise lets get it
These niggas soft then snuggles
And big ass titties
I keep da croon piece nigga
And my fingas stay flicking
They say I need some Bendadryl
Cause that bitch stay itching
It's getting hot in my kitchen
I stay cookin', I'm bad
Ah get mad, I have you redder then maxxy pads
Maceo told you niggas bout fucking wit Drez
I gotta a click of niggas ready to put one in yo head
Stretch you out on the bed and slap a tag on yo toe
I told you niggas wit big Omp, Hoe.
[Chorus]
Sucka, sucka, sucka, sucka come and try me [Repeat x5]
Suckas come and try me
They goin' find yo body [Repeat x2]
The lyrics of "Baby Come To Me" delve into themes of aggression, territoriality, and bravado typically associated with the hip-hop genre. The repeated insistence that others should "come try" the artist serves as a warning and a testament to their confidence in their ability to defend themselves against any perceived threats. The phrase "they goin' find yo body" casts a dark shadow over the lyrics, implying a readiness to resort to violence to protect one’s space and reputation. The artist positions themselves in a way that suggests an unyielding nature, referencing iconic figures in the culture, such as "Debo," a character known for his overwhelming strength in the film "Friday," which highlights a kind of street wisdom in performance bravado. The allusions to firearms and readiness for confrontation suggest a gritty, harsh environment where survival often hinges on demonstrating power and fearlessness.
The imagery throughout the lyrics paints a vivid picture of both lifestyle and mentality. Lines referencing “keeping my tool cocked” and having “more nines than fourth grade” illustrate a hyperawareness of threats and a commitment to a lifestyle that prioritizes self-defense and dominance. This choice of language signifies an understanding of the precarious nature of their environment, where showing vulnerability could lead to dire consequences. The parallel drawn between making money akin to “collection plates” and being “posted up like a billboard” indicates a juxtaposition of hustling for financial gain while simultaneously being visible and accessible in a neighborhood setting. There’s a sense of pride in their street credibility, suggesting that they have earned their status through perseverance and perhaps through illicit means, reflecting the allure as well as the dangers embedded in such a lifestyle.
As the song continues, the artist describes their various possessions and the means by which they maintain their status within this aggressive landscape. They mention having an arsenal ("I keep that thrown away") and a plethora of illicit goods, such as “hoes,” “dro,” and “pills,” which not only reflects the materialism often celebrated in hip-hop but also acts as a form of currency within their culture. The notion of “dripping blood on my shoes” extends the violent imagery, evoking a visceral reaction to the stakes involved in living this life. The line about bringing one's enemies “6 feet under the dirt” underscores a grim sense of permanence and consequence; this brutal honesty reflects an understanding of mortality that is often glossed over in more commercial rap contexts. There’s a clear message that the consequences of crossing this artist are severe and irreversible.
In the repetition of the chorus, “Sucka come try me,” the artist hones in on their challenge to those who may doubt them or pose a threat. It serves to reinforce the central themes of the song and creates a rhythmic intensity that pulls the listener back to the core concept of vulnerability versus aggression. The lyrical bravado can be interpreted as both a defense mechanism and a means of asserting one's identity within a competitive and often dangerous social realm. With references to setting "tags on toes" and “putting one in yo head," a stark reminder emerges; the artist exists at the intersection of life's celebrations and its tragedies, navigating both the allure of power and the grim reality of street life. Overall, the lyrics resonate with a raw energy that underscores the relentless nature of survival in an unforgiving environment, inviting listeners to acknowledge the realities that accompany the performance of masculinity in hip-hop culture.
Line by Line Meaning
Suckas come and try me
Foolish rivals attempt to confront me
They goin' find yo body
Their confrontation will lead to their downfall
If a nigga try me, then he goin' die
Anyone who challenges me will face fatal consequences
I keep my tool cock like Debo's eyes
I am always ready for conflict, just like the intimidating character Debo
And when I draw down
When I prepare to engage in a confrontation
Ana tryin to scare you
I am not merely attempting to intimidate you
I make you one, two step like ya name Ciara
I will make you move swiftly, just like the famous dancer Ciara
Put yo cha vest round yo head
Protect yourself, as if preparing for a fight
Protect yo face
Be ready to defend yourself physically
I been gettin' money like collection plates
I have been accumulating wealth as if it were easy money collected at church events
I put yo face on a shirt
I will memorialize your defeat prominently
And fronted on front page
Your downfall will be widely recognized and publicized
Try me if you wanna
Feel free to challenge me, but beware of the consequences
I got more nines then fourth grade
I possess many firearms, more than a classroom full of students
I re-up on the first then again on the third
I replenish my supplies regularly and systematically
I'm in tha hood like a fire hydrogen, sittin' on the curb
I am a familiar and prominent figure in my neighborhood, just like a notable landmark
And I got heart, I got grain, I got pills boy
I have courage, resources, and illicit substances at my disposal
I'm on da block posted up like a billboard
I am firmly established in my territory, visible and prominent
And I got that torch, so you know that I blast metal
I am armed and ready to use my weapon if provoked
If you went away, we steppin' on you like a gas pedal
We will act decisively against you as if pressing down on a gas pedal
And I got that linen squeeze so I grip my pipe tight
I hold my firearm securely as I navigate dangerous situations
Most of these niggas mad cause we shinin' like some bright lights
Many of my rivals are envious of my success and visibility
Sucka, sucka, sucka, sucka come and try me
Foolish rivals, feel free to confront me
I got hoes fo days
I have numerous women who are attracted to me
Dro fo days
I have an abundance of marijuana available
A choppa that sprays
I possess an automatic weapon that can rapidly fire
I keep that thrown away
I maintain a low profile to avoid being noticed
Sucka nigga wanna try
An overly ambitious rival wishes to challenge me
Yo ass goin' die
That rival will ultimately meet their end
6 feet under the dirt, you lie
You will be buried deep in the ground as a consequence
So duck when I buss
You better take cover when I fire my weapon
I shot yo ass off angle
I will hit you accurately even from an unexpected position
Dripping blood on my shoes
There will be a tangible aftermath to my actions
Dry yo ass on a hanger
I will leave your body visibly displayed after the confrontation
We da true, who care, Franchise lets get it
We are the real deal; others do not faze us
These niggas soft then snuggles
Many of my rivals are weak and complacent
And big ass titties
They are overly reliant on superficial attributes
I keep da croon piece nigga
I always carry my firearm with me
And my fingas stay flicking
I am always on alert, ready to react swiftly
They say I need some Bendadryl
Others claim I am too aggressive and restless
Cause that bitch stay itching
I am always ready for action; I can't remain still
It's getting hot in my kitchen
The heat of the situation is escalating and becoming intense
I stay cookin', I'm bad
I am continuously successful, perhaps in a nefarious way
Ah get mad, I have you redder then maxxy pads
If provoked, I will make you suffer severely
Maceo told you niggas bout fucking wit Drez
A trusted figure has warned you about challenging me
I gotta a click of niggas ready to put one in yo head
I have a group prepared to back me up in confrontation
Stretch you out on the bed and slap a tag on yo toe
We will handle you decisively, maybe fatally
I told you niggas wit big Omp, Hoe.
I have previously indicated the serious nature of my associates
Sucka, sucka, sucka, sucka come and try me
Foolish challengers are always welcomed to confront me
Suckas come and try me
Foolish rivals repeatedly dare to oppose me
They goin' find yo body
The outcome of such confrontations typically results in danger for them
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ANTHONY PLATT, BERNARD LEVERETTE, GERALD TILLER, JAMALL WILLINGHAM, MAURICE GLEATON, MONTAY HUMPHREY
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@athenavan2242
Thinkin' back in time
When love was only in my mind
I realize, ain't no second chance
You've got to hold on to romance
Don't let it slide
There's a special kind of magic in the air
When you find another heart that needs to share
Baby, come to me
Let me put my arms around you
This was meant to be
And I'm, oh so glad, I found you
Need you ev'ry day
Gotta have your love around me
Baby, always stay
'Cause I can't go back to livin' without you
Spendin' ev'ry dime
To keep you talkin' on the line
That's how it was
And all those walks together
Out in any kind of weather
Just because
There's a brand-new way
Of looking at your life
When you know that love
Is standing by your side
Baby, come to me
Let me put my arms around you
This was meant to be
And I'm oh so glad I found you
Need you ev'ry day
Gotta have your love around me
Baby, always stay
'Cause I can't go back to livin' without you
The nights can be cold
There's a chill to ev'ry evenin'
When you're all alone
Don't talk anymore
'Cause you know that I'll be here
To keep you warm
(Oh, darling keep me warm)
Baby, come to me
(Come to me)
Let me put my arms around you
This was meant to be
(My love)
And I'm oh so, glad I found you
(Oh, so glad I found you)
Need you ev'ry day
(Ev'ry day)
Gotta have your love around me
(Gotta have you)
Baby, always stay
'Cause I can't go back to livin' without you
Come to me
(Let me put my arms around you)
Let me put my arms around you
This was meant to be
(Hey, I need you ev'ry day, baby)
And I'm oh, so glad I found you
Need you ev'ry day
Gotta have your love around me
(Gotta have you and I want you to stay)
Baby, always stay
'Cause I can't go back to livin' without you
Come to me
(Come to me)
Let me put my arms around you
(Love me, love me, baby)
This was meant to be
And I'm, oh so glad, I found you
@TheBlaccGod7
It brings a tear to your eyes when you hear these old songs, and realize music will never be like this again.
@JamesBond-zd5jx
Preach!
@Aaliyah_luvs_dogs
Ikr😢
@dawnravenel2473
So true, that's why I have old school days where oldies but goodies are the order of the day......
@kevin15776
They sure don't make them like they used to
@magicallyme96
It’s almost like I’m surviving off these old songs. 😢❤
@AngelaAlvarez-li2vu
Dressed classy, on point.
Natural hair, no valguarity no twerking. No obscenities.
Just pure panache and real talent. Glad this was my era and my 🎶 .
@wishes.comphotography4032
This song is timeless... who is here with me 2024?
@lornamc5928
me!
@benniegrandy9655
Sure Is!!!!