DOWNLOAD MP3-– Baby Mums Crib By Digga D ft. M Huncho

The well-known British rapper, Digga D, has just revealed his newest musical creation called “Baby Mums Crib,” showcasing his exceptional talent as an artist.

ArtistDigga D
FeaturingM Huncho
CategoryForeign Music
GenreRap
Released2023
Duration03:03

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This captivating song marks Digga D’s most recent release of the year, following a string of previously successful tracks.

Included as a standout track on his highly anticipated project, “Back To Square One”, “Baby Mums Crib” showcases Digga D’s unparalleled artistry and lyrical prowess.

The song effortlessly blends infectious melodies with thought-provoking lyrics,

creating an enchanting listening experience for fans and music enthusiasts alike.

Notably, “Baby Mums Crib” also features a remarkable vocal contribution from the immensely talented superstar, M Huncho.

The collaboration between Digga D and M Huncho adds an extra layer of depth and creativity to the already impressive record, elevating it to new heights.

With its captivating sound and compelling storytelling, “Baby Mums Crib” is set to captivate audiences worldwide.

Digga D’s unique style and undeniable talent shine through in every aspect of the song,

solidifying his position as one of the most exciting artists in the industry today.

So sit back, relax, and immerse yourself in the mesmerizing world of “Baby Mums Crib” by Digga D.

Prepare to be transported to a realm where music transcends boundaries and emotions run deep.

Enjoy the journey!

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Baby Mums Crib Lyrics

[Intro: M Huncho] (Quincy Tellem)

Mum’s crib I’m at your baby mum’s crib I’m at your baby mum’s crib I’m at your baby mum’s crib [Chorus: M Huncho]

I’m at your baby mother’s crib (Yeah)

Walk down the stairs and I open up the fridge (Yeah, yeah)

Get a Capri Sun, man, I know that it’s your kid’s (Yeah, yeah)

Sorry for the drama, but his mama let me in I like pistols, that’s my shit (That’s my shit)

Don’t need a switch (Nah) Finger real itchy, I need physio again (Yeah)

Fuck her one time, now it’s, “Cheerio,” again (Yeah)

Six-one-nine your bitch, Rey Mysterio again Again

[Verse 1:

Digga D] Step-daddy Digga, handsome-ass nigga Private jet to Paris on the weekend for some dinner Twenty bullets in my pistol,

I ain’t carryin’ a spinner You know everything over hеre is bigger I couldn’t pick between thеm hoes,

so I had them both Why buy a bitch some flowers?

She already got a rose Make her feel special, buy her shoes and buy her clothes Keep it on the low,

I hope that we don’t get exposed I don’t beef over women, G, don’t make me mad Tell ’em,

“Chill, I don’t wanna blam your baby dad” (Bah, bah, bah)

God, if I told you I was tryin’, I’d be lyin’ ‘Cause you know that I’m the reason niggas dyin’

My heart got so cold, it must be frozen I’d rather that than give it to a lil’ ho and get it broken So worried ’bout the backdoor,

they left the windows open I climbed in and bust the front door for my bro them

[Chorus: M Huncho]

I’m at your baby mother’s crib (Yeah)

Walk down the stairs and I open up the fridge (Yeah, yeah)

Get a Capri Sun, man, I know that it’s your kid’s (Yeah, yeah)

Sorry for the drama, but his mama let me in I like pistols, that’s my shit (That’s my shit)

Don’t need a switch (Nah) Finger real itchy, I need physio again (Yeah)

Fuck her one time, now it’s, “Cheerio,” again (Yeah) Six-one-nine your bitch,

Rey Mysterio again Again

[Verse 2:

M Huncho] Huncho, uh Bankrolls all in this house, plants get cropped Forty-five,

don’t get shot (Don’t get shot, pussy)

Can’t be my buddy if you snitch and you told And I got some new teeth, but I didn’t need a mold Oud on the cologne Ho thinks she can dig around,

you won’t get gold, bitch Used to dream for a fix,

then I went and got that Trap house boom every day of the week And there’s never really time when you’re callin’,

we ain’t got that Ever since I clocked in, I ain’t never clocked out Still got brothers locked in,

time to let the thugs out I was gonna lose the trap and fully go leg’ But I got my stash at your baby mum’s crib

[Chorus: M Huncho]

I’m at your baby mother’s crib (Yeah) Walk down the stairs and I open up the fridge (Yeah, yeah)

Get a Capri Sun, man, I know that it’s your kid’s (Yeah, yeah)

Sorry for the drama, but his mama let me in I like pistols, that’s my shit (That’s my shit)

Don’t need a switch (Nah) Finger real itchy, I need physio again (Yeah)

Fuck her one time, now it’s, “Cheerio,” again (Yeah)

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