Barre Baby - Big Moe, DJ Chill

Now for all y’all who aint heard of me It’s da M.O.E.

the Barre baby

Im a south side living legend

A third ward, bone hard street veteran

It all started in 93'

High school I was a fool i was only 18

With the dreams of becoming a ghetto superstar

Rollin a foregin car through the streets of third ward

It was hard momma saw me with a case of codine

And promethazyne now im a codine fiend

And my team was the coldest everyday we rolled thick

Niggas and hoes on dick because the screwed up click

And im the

Barre Baby

The Barre baby

That M.O.E.

from that S.U.C.

Barre baby

The Barre baby

Now I got the whole world sippin drank with me Now the introduction has been made

Time to get paid, time to get laid

Time to ball and parlay

Time to smoke hay

Time for versace shades

Make my trunk wave

Time to get sprayed

This is for my niggas in the cage, living in a rage

See mo-yo done turned the page

Put down the gage, its me my mic and my stage

>From the cradle to the grave

See I keeps a bald fade

So clean and on codine and lemonade

I gotta stay paid cause im tha

Barre Baby

The Barre baby

That M.O.E.

screaming S.U.C.

Barre baby

The Barre baby

Now I got the whole world sippin drank with me