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Baby Bash - Who Wit′ Me?

What is it

Move it up
Drink it up
Roll it up
Shake it up
[2x]

[chorus:]
Money,sex,acohal
Shopping sprees at the mall
Who wit′ me
Who who who wit′ me
Who who
Mink coats, rabbit fers
Anything that she perfers
Who wit′ me
Who who
Who wit′ me
Who who
Candy thangs switching lanes
Kron grills and wood brains
Who wit′ me
Who who
Who wit′ me
Who who
Love peace chiken greace
In the club or in the streets
Who wit′ me
Who who
Who wit′ me
Who who

You must be dumb or blind
If you cant see my kind
Sharp as a porkupine
We off the party line
Im so electrified
Im so electrified
Im so [4x]
Im so electrified

You know theres nutin to it
Where the hekll you goin stupit
We off them trees honey bee
With that duel fluid
Across the riva
Above the clouds
Its where you find me wit ma people
What im talkin bout

[chorus]

Heavens the mother troad
Clovers and blue dimounds
I don′t know what the hell im sayin but im still rhymein
And im so ultrafly
Ultramagneticfly
This vodka wit this red bulls got me energized

U-G-L-Y
You aint got no alaby
You ugly
OHHH
You ugly
[2x]

[chorus]

Let me see you sweat
Let me see you drip
Yeah
[4x]

U-G-L-Y
You aint got no alaby
You ugly
OHHH
You ugly
[2x]

[chorus]

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:23

Baby Bash - Baby I′m Back

feat. Akon

[Chorus: Akon]
Don′t look no farther!
Baby, I′m back (yeah)
Im here to cater to you (any thing that you want me do ill do it)
Cause I′ll be your lover (ill be your lover)
Ill be your best friend
Tell me what I gotta do (tell me what I gotta do and ill do it)

[Baby Bash]
Now I′m back in a flash
Feelin so blessed
Back in your corner, Suga Suga don′t stress
Forget about the rest, let′s go inside
Im back in your zone, Baby back in your vibe
Now I can′t be denied I can′t lie I′m on ya
And never ever wanna say sayonara
Some body told me that the grass was greener
On the other side andale arriba
Never really intended on being a cheater
What I gotta do to be your keeper
These words comin out the speaker
Trill love is off the meter

[Chorus]

[Baby Bash]
I was gone for a minute but now I′m home
Please forgive me for being a rolling stone
Please forgive me let me polish it up like chrome
Get off the phone tell them squares to leave you alone
Let me spark your interest, now there′s no more dating on the internet
Cause you already know how I get it wet
How I keep it so saucy and I get respect
You don′t have to look no farther, you dealin with the whole enchilada
You don′t have to look no farther, you hotter then a fire starter

[Chorus]

[Baby Bash]
I was gone for a minute, (oooohhh) [repeat 3X]
Now I′m back let me hit it (oooohhh) [repeat 4X]

[Chorus 2X]

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:23

Baby Bash - Better Than I Can Tell

feat. A-Wax, Richie Rich, Russell Lee
[Russell Lee]
Yeah, Yeah
I′m a spit some of this real game
Some real shit
Some real talk
Na, na
Whoa-oh, Whoa

[Richie Rich]
Ugh, check my watch
Check my chain
It′s simple and plain
The Chevy wit the blew out brains
As I bounce and mash
Count this cash
Floss and flash
Cop and blow a zip wit Bash
Since everything is big in Texas then where′s the zag′s?
I′m a cross the finish line
Tell me where′s the flags?
Brought my rag top
Should have brought the Jag
On the beach me and Beesh
Look at all this ass
I could tell you stories but can show you cash
Give you game and secrets that I know you′ll pass
To the next playa hater
And he′ll break like glass
Now I got a bunch of people digging′ through my pads
So I choose to floss
Cuz who′s the boss, let′s ink it
It′s Richie Rich for those who thought re-think it
Some yell it and tell it
I blow it and smoke it and smell it
Let′s spend tokens wit my people who sell it, what?

[Chorus]: Russell Lee
I can show you better than I can tell ya, tell ya
I can show you better than I can tell ya, tell ya
I can show you better than I can tell ya, whoa yeah
But it′s really nothin′ though [But it′s really nothin′ though]
But it′s really nothin′ though [But it′s really nothin′ though]

[Baby Bash]
I could show you somethin′ dirty deep up in them corners mayne
What the deal?
I could bend the block and make it hotter than a Forman grill
I got the keys to the Chevy Caprice
I could show you mother fuckin′ snitches straight to Belize
Now that′s low
Fa sho′, conspiracy and parole
I could show you real cats doin′ time over a ho
I could show you poor and happy, or rich one′s that lose they mind
I could show you dime pieces in school fashion design
I could show you street lights and heart beak hotels
I could show you young cats gettin′ popped wit yayo
Down to do what I gotta do to satisfy the man in me
And from the looks of thangs the popo′s ain′t understandin′ me
The original digital scale reader
The pedigree playa who be stackin′ his Velveeta
I could show you boss stuntin′ so fuckin′ disgustin′
I could show you rapper′s frontin′ but mayne it′s really nothin′

[Chorus]

[A-Wax]
I could show you
I could reach you and teach you
I know you and where you comin′ from
I understand it
This been goin′ on forever dog
It′s no end
Life is like a bullet in your back from a close friend
Disappointed to the point where I′m runnin′ by myself
Never knowin′ where I′m goin′ start to wonder myself, yeah
Money was a necessity
My greed got the best of me
You think you smokin′ Uncle B
Who got the recipe?
I′m sayin′ it′s nothin′
I say it sincerely, and speakin′ clearly
I′d rather you respect me than fear me
I came a long way and still I got a while to go
You probably thinkin′ to yourself "What′s he smilin′ for?"
My dog Bash about to be platinum doin′ his thang
So if you hate him for it, boy you fakin′ and know it
We takin′ this money
Big bundles of bills
I′m like a whole ′nother person when it come to this skrill

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:22

Baby Bash - Posted Up

Chorus: Baby Bash
Man
I′m just posted up
Man, I′m just posted up
I′m just marinatin′
Man
I′m just posted up
Man, I′m just posted up
I′m just marinatin′

[Baby Bash]
(Verse 1)
I′m on that PS2
Cause it ain′t nothin to do
Marinatin′ with my folks, Jay smashin′ the crew
I′m screening
All my calls
Cause some of y′all are too much
I still love ya, but I been on paper too months
And if you do get through
And ask what I′m doin′
Kickin′ back, I′m just chillin′, mayne
Barbecuin′
You′ll never know, some cool heinas might slide by
They in the neighborhood and love to get, way high
And if my cousin bring a crew
Then it′s over
They all fine as fuck
And they all blow big douja
Then hit me back
My other line just beeped
And if you come through, stop and get, me some sweets

Repeat Chorus Twice

(Verse 2)
Well now
You never what′s next, when you at my Jones
Some watchin′ Sports Center, some, playin′ some bones
AC turned up, so it′s nice and cool
It′s humid outside, so we does what we do
I got some brand new beats Russell Lee just made
I might write a song, while I catch me a fade
With Hennessey
Lemon squeeze and that cognac killer
That boy
Happy P
Yeah, that′s my ninja
There′s nothing to a bossalini like Basherini
I might, throw a pool party, bring, your bikini
But mayne, hit me back
My other line just beeped
And if you come through, stop and get, me some sweets

Repeat Chorus Twice

(Verse 3)
I might
Get my knees dirty
From shootin′ some dice
I might
Make a mack run, to the store for some ice
I might take a magnet, hibernate and get rest
But either way I do it, mayne, it′s achin′ my chest
And if you ask me again, I′m a tell you the same (What?)
I′m just posted up
Man
Posted up
Man, I′m just posted up
I′m just marinatin′

Repeat Chorus Twice

[Baby Bash]
Yo
Loungin′
On some of that hill
Yeah
That fluffy fluff
Take me a day off, mayne
Dirty out there, mayne
Let me clean my shoes up a little bit
Ha ha
There it is

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:17

Baby Bash - Que No

feat. Chingo Bling

[Baby Bash]
Yeah
Hey Chingo
Man, tell ya girlfriend to shave her puss
Look like she got Don King′s head in that bitch
Heh heh
Don King′s head in your pussy, hoe
Don King head in your pussy, hoe
Shake that, bitch, and your testical
Grand daddy purple with my cousin Chingo
I′m off that grand daddy purple
Uh
I′m off that grand daddy purple with my cousin Chingo
Uh
Yeah

[Verse 1: Baby Bash]
I′m off that grand daddy purple with my cousin Chingo
We in the buildin′ and we lookin′ for something to mingle
Preferably single and maybe bilingual
An all-star cast like a movie called Primos
Best believe, it′s comin′ out
You gon′ see us comin′ out
Sockin′ haters in they grill, used to shine, ain′t comin′ out
Shot a flick, overseas
Brought back, hella trees
Chief a-real big, humongous, I play a melody

Chorus: Chingo Bling
It don′t matter what you got, it′s what you do with it
It don′t matter what you got, it′s what you do with it
It don′t matter what you got, it′s what you do with it
But if you workin′ with somethin′
Come through with it
She′s a bad mama-yama, que no?
Yeah
She′s a bad mama-yama, que no?
Yeah
She′s a bad mama-yama, que no?
Yeah
Now take her all over the floor

Hook: Chingo Bling
Pop that taco, pop, pop that taco
Pop that taco, pop, pop that taco
Pop that taco, pop, pop that taco
Pop it
Pop it all over the floor
Yeah

[Verse 2: Chingo Bling]
Big breast, she was rockin′ pink sweats
Paid to get laid, this ain′t no cheap sex
Now I′m seein′ more paper than pinche ink jets
What′s next, hairy hoe
Call her Chubacka
Nipples was piereced, she had the door knocker
She was playin′ with balls, ain′t talkin′ ′bout soccer
I′m Chingo Bling, and I don′t give a bird turd
Her momma trippin′ cause my first name a curse word
Hey Deloris
Show me your clitoris
Gave me big head in the back of a Ford Taurus
And her pannies was red, but her bra was orange
Girl, get your wax on and shave that forest

Repeat Chorus

Repeat Hook

[Verse 3: Jay Tee]
I′m in H-Town, Texas, doin′ it grande
With Chingo and Bash is probably where you gon′ me
I′m taco truck pimpin′ cause that′s how I ball
I need extra queso and lots of sauce
Your boy Jay Tee be on the prowl
I′ll weigh more drugs than the law allow
I want three of these
And two of those
Tryin′ to catch that liquor store, ′fore it close
Please believe, I does it right
And superhard is what I does tonight
I drinks Patron
Shot for shot
And when my dick gets hard, I gots to squat
Drop me off
And the Easy Eight
Cause I can′t make my beezy wait
She laid up in her room, straight perkin′, bitch
Bout to lay a player seat, but she workin′ it

Repeat Chorus

Repeat Hook

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:16

Baby Bash - That′s My Lady

feat. Nate Dogg

Money Money Money

[Nate Dogg]
That′s my lady, she will never jack me down (Money, money, money)
That′s my baby, she′s gone always be around (Money, money, money)
She will never play me, she stray true when I leave town (Money, money, money)
That′s my playmate

Got my mind on my money
Got my money on my mind

[Baby Bash]
She′s my peso, my denero, my paper, my playmate
She′s always on time and never a day late
She′s never on a diet, my pockets they gain weight
And me without her is something I can′t take

Now we gone ride like the wind, my lover, my dividends
She my fatty, I′m her dirty and she′s my best friend
Got me spending weekends in Kingston Jamaica
Eww my favorite charge
Eww I love my paper
And when she step out of line, that he gone get on the grind
Facing penitentiary time, but she′s eventually mine
The same color as my hydro, I swear the only breezy I die for
My mind sold

In love with this cheddar
Me and her go together
Like birds of one feather
She keep me riding on leather
And chrome, you know it′s on when my baby come home
She′s my playboy bunny that′s sweeter than honeycomb

[Nate Dogg]
That′s my lady, she will never jack me down (Money, money, money)
That′s my baby, she′s gone always be around (Money, money, money)
She will never play me, she stray true when I leave town (Money, money, money)
That′s my playmate

Got my mind on my money
Got my money on my mind

[Baby Bash]
Love at first sight
Sex on the first night
My blessing when I′m stressing, she′s keeping my game tight
She′s doing the thing right
She′s beeping compliancy
If I′m Ricky Ricardo, then she′s my Lucy
My fly serenity, my pockets is energy
As a matter of fact, she′s gone bring the Hennessy
I′d love to hold her, fold her, her love is so douja
Got them dime pieces making love to my poster
(what is it?)
I′m loving this part of the game
And my money aint genocide I aint got to explain
Swinging her from lane to lane
We doing the damn thing
My money, my motivation, my national campaign

[Nate Dogg]
That′s my lady, she will never jack me down (Money, money, money)
That′s my baby, she′s gone always be around (Money, money, money)
She will never play me, she stray true when I leave town (Money, money, money)
That′s my playmate

Got my mind on my money
Got my money on my mind

[Feminine Voice & Baby Bash]
My pride, my joy, my everything (that′s what I am talking about)
I ride my boy on everything
My pride, my joy, my everything (that′s what I am talking about)
I ride my boy on everything
My pride, my joy, my everything (that′s what I am talking about)
I ride my boy on everything

[Nate Dogg]
That′s my lady, she will never jack me down (Money, money, money)
That′s my baby, she′s gone always be around (Money, money, money)
She will never play me, she stray true when I leave town (Money, money, money)
That′s my playmate

Got my mind on my money
Got my money on my mind

Money, Money, Money
Money
Money, Money, Money

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:16

Baby Bash - Don′t Disrespect My Mind

feat. Low G
[Low G]
Ghetto Soldier, I′m representin′ from that Houston
Second Ward, that be the place where I do my dirt
Kick in doors, sellin′ dope, only my God knows
I have to do what I have to do, just to stay alive
I lost a friend, but God blessed me with some real niggaz
Hell is soft, I kept it real from the fuckin′ start
I stay strapped, cause my neighborhood so dirty
I kiss my Grandma goodbye, but my jefa looks so worried
Pitbulls from my tierra that I call my home
It aint much, but its something I can call my own
I go to war at any times, at any place
Why yo punk twelve gauge, all in your face
I want your jades, your jackets, and your jewelry
What the fuck you on my block, if you aint cool with me
You crossed the line, ain′t no time to press rewind
I caught you slippin′ cause I heard that you dropped a dime
On my perro, now he doin′ twenty-five to life
Low G, now I got to earn another stripe
Ghetto star, Greyhound is my fuckin′ car
Ghetto clothes, but I′m feeling like I′m ghetto far

[Chorus: repeat 8X]
Don′t disrespect my mind - don′t disrespect my clika

[Baby Bash]
A maggots gon′ be a maggot, faggot′s gon′ be a faggot
But if they want some static, I got an automatic
This automatic, if I grab it
Sometimes it′s tragic, causin havoc
Bullets blastin, but he had to have it from startin racket
Looked at the wounded and all the graphic
The game is graphic, and the classic, in and out of traffic
Money stackin, by any means keep your gadget
And find a way to keep supporting my weed habit
I get my shit dirt cheap, the way I like it
You disrespect the clip, puto I get excited
My trigga finger get itchy, like I was +Lionel Richie+
A +Commodore+, when I go to war
so get down so I can touch you quickly
No substitute for these thugs, who love to shoot and cut the loot
You fuckin punk, that′s why I don′t fuck with you
Cock strong, pretty boy but don′t get it twisted
A savage with this beat you want it mayne then come and get it
Cause every blow has nothing but these bad intentions
So now you know Baby Bash keeps it gut wrenchin′

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:16

Baby Bash - Vamanos

feat. Jay Tee, Merciless

[Verse 1: Baby Bash]
Shoot me some work (Some work)
And I′m a shoot you some getback
So you can say
"Baby Bash, yeah, he did that"
That′s on my buds
I always paid all my fronts
And hell nah
I don′t fuck with no scary punks
Cause loose lips ain′t chips in the barrio
Sometime, the grind
Seem like a party though
On the turf
On the block
In the cut, though
Block monsters
Don′t give a fuck, bro
And I don′t even know
Who be workin′ for the piggies
See, right now a day
Everybody turn snitchy
And they don′t give a damn ′bout the reprocussions
Lost six homies
And about twelve cousins
Some from L.A.
And some from Bakersfield
Some from the Bay
And some from Mackaville
Damn skippy on the jiffy
Take it from a prophet
Stay on your toes when you in the black market

Chorus:
[All] VAMONOS!
[Baby Bash] When the cops hit your block, boy
[All] VAMONOS!
[Baby Bash] When the heat, touch your street, boy
[All] VAMONOS!
[Baby Bash] Hit the task, on your ass, boy
[All] VAMONOS!
[Baby Bash] And we run so fast

Repeat Chorus

[Verse 2: Merciless]
We vida locas where my homies be screamin′, I see demons on
Concrete (???), servin′ clucks, cause they fiendin′
I never leaving the pad without
Packing mi cuete
Willin′ to die for my block
Let them cowards come get me
Plus real pandieros
From all sides love it
Livin′ this Merciless world
So I put it on my stomach
Pour out liquor for my homies who dead, but not forgotten
California got
Palms trees and beaches, but it′s still rotten
Police corrupt, so who should I trust?
Just me and some real motherfuckers who down to bust
Gangstas
Hustlers
Thugs and dealers
In the projects, gotta stay grimey and pack heaters
Shoot the motherfucker cause the FED′s on the roof
The type of shit
I been singin′ since 1992
So vamonos, and blast him in the face
So vamonos, we already catchin′ a case

Repeat Chorus Twice

[Verse 3: Jay Tee]
I sell nickels, dime, gwhomps, shades, halves and shoulders
Til me and all my partners, sell nothin′ but boulders
Every two days, I must recop
And bubble on the grind
Until I pop
I get the dope fiend money
To pump my gas
It′s five dollar bills when I wipe my ass
I just hit a lick
For real big fedi
I need to get up out the game
But still, I ain′t ready
I be hating how I′m livin′
I′m knowing it′s wrong
I know I need to listen to the name of the song
But straightin′ up
Just wouldn′t be me
I might not be in the pen
But I wouldn′t be free
All I do is spit nothin′ but reality
Jay Tee got that hustler mentality
I′m in the streets, if you need it, mayne, just hit me
Watch what I do, when the police try to get me

Repeat Chorus Twice

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:15

Baby Bash - Don′t Stop

feat. Keith Sweat
Chorus: Keith Sweat
Baby, it don′t stop
And it won′t quit
And I can′t stop
Until you put your body on me
Don′t stop
And it won′t quit
And I can′t stop
Until you put your body on me

Pre-Verse: Baby Bash
Now the game don′t stop when I operate
And hell yeah, I got you on my mind
We gon′ swang, we gon′ bang, we gon′ dip and scrape
Blow the brain, so cut the sunshine

[Baby Bash]
We In Motion′
Cruisin′ and coastin′
Laughin′ and jokin′
Girl, what, I′m smokin′
Volvo′s open
Ash tray′s pokin′
Out on the po′s, but I still keep yokin′
Blowin′ by them haters who be constantly hopin′
That one day, that ya boy go broken
But, never that, though, never, not I
That′s what I need a top-notch in my life

Repeat Chorus

[Baby Bash]
Me and my money go together like menudo and lemon
Tell me where I got the most beautiful women
I tour around, in a bus, with the studio in it
I′m a
Boss chief, and you my chief liuetenant
Go Bash
Runnin′ the lanes like Steve Nash
Tint glass
All in my candy chrome whip
I smash
Dippin′ through traffic, cause I′m about
My pay
Shoot to the Chi and Hollywood
L.A.
Billboard lights, and the Hollywood
Hills
Put it in your life, girl, tell me how it
Feels
To boss that body on a ice cold
Mexi′
Girl, you lookin′ so sexy

Repeat Chorus

[Keith Sweat]
I be loving you, girl (Loving you)
Touching you, girl (Touching you)
Holding you, girl (Holding you)
I be loving you, girl (Loving you)
Touching you, girl (Touching you)
Holding you, girl (Holding you, baby)

Bridge: Keith Sweat
You be my wifey (You be my wifey)
My girlfriend (My girlfriend)
My baby boo (My baby boo)
I got you (Got you)
You never have to walk from nobody
Help you push it up on your body
Make you scream my name
Girl

Hook: Baby Bash
This is how we do it, wanna keep on rollin′
Twice Last Night, hit it once, this mornin′
This is how we do it, wanna keep on rollin′
Hit it Twice Last Night, hit it once, this mornin′

Repeat Chorus

[Keith Sweat]
Tell me what it is, girl, that you like
I know it (I know, girl)
I got you Twisted, I know, girl
Come on, girl, let′s spend the night, oh
Baby Bash
Keith Sweat
Felli Fel
Mmm, yeah

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:15

Baby Bash - Hennessy

feat. Jay Tee, Mac Dre

[Miami] Yeah
You done brought your bathwater, this body parts
Your ugly bitch
But you ain′t brought no Hennessy man
And we did bring the Hennessy
It was the one with pork in it
We don′t drink pork
Bitch
Privilege in
A pork
[Mac Dre] But did you bring that Hennessy
[Miami] But did you bring that Hennessy
[Mac Dre] But did you bring that Hennessy
[Both] But did you bring that Hennessy

[Verse 1: Mac Dre]
I left mamacita in the taqueria
Half Selena
Half Aaliyah
Bitch little thang, with a sexy little swing
Got on the thang like eat the vi cream
Started spittin′ game, mayne, I got words
Rap your ear off, til I get on your nerves
I say somethin′ (???) never heard
Like, "I′m, fly as a wings on the
Humming bird"
What you runnin′ for, girl, I don′t bite
Let the game hit a bitch, chicks, I don′t bite
I don′t got all night
Get ya thing together
Tell your guide, bye
Get some brain together
I mean, it′s whatever
I don′t see no limits
To be the biggest thing since the fall of the menace
Kick yards like Emit from here to Tennessee
And oh yeah
Baby, bring that Hennessy

Chorus: Mac Dre
I brought that hoe, slim chicks and bad hoes
And backwood blitz
For that, tobacco (But did you bring that Hennessy)
Three kegs, freaks that give head
Treats and beach beads
Petites and big heads (But did you bring that Hennessy)

Repeat Chorus

[Verse 2: Baby Bash]
I got a master plan, I got some hash in hand
Comin′ straight from a coffee shop in Amsterdam
And I don′t give a fuck, somebody split the blunts
My currency like some surgery, it′s Nip and Tuck
Mr. Ed, gettin′ head in the back of the S-U
I′m a bring my cousin, but I′m shakin′, my nephew
And you can even ask my agent
He gon′ tell you this, "Ronnie Ray′s impatient
And he′s so flagrant
Ready for liftoff
Yeah
You know they love it when he′s dustin′ his kicks off" (Mayne)
I′m higher than a fire escape
I got the munchies
With seventeen topless models from different countries
And don′t let me start to vaporizin′
Endorse me a chick on the horizon
She swear she love the way I′m grindin′
That privilege heat is tandalizin′

Repeat Chorus Twice

[Verse 3: Jay Tee]
Now when I walked up to
I jumped in my county
And told my mayne Hutch
"Oh yeah, that hoe"
I stepped on the gas
Let off the break
I′m in the V-Town, playboy, there′s money to make
I hit the liquor store
To cop a fifth
I seen Cadillac grindin′, yeah, I′m Andre Hitch
There ain′t nothin′ but real bad broads all over
Tryin′ to get me to come and park the Rover
Stepped off the load in my Oakland Raider
Black kangol, grey alligator
It′s nothin′ like
A million beaters
I asked baby, "Have she ever stank, scrill and heaters"
Cause if she wanna
Hit the corner
We can take over California
Don′t trip
I′m born to mack
Half tank of grey, half cognac

Repeat Chorus Twice

[Miami]
Man
I done rather you bring the Hen
Than your funky ass
Your ugly bitch
Your bad karma
Or your broke ass mama
And we gon′ bring the Hennessy
And not the one with pork in it
And this is
McGhetto
Lagantey
And I′m out
Yahtzi

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:15

Baby Bash - Just Like That

Chorus: Play (slowed down)
Do it like that
Just like that
Do it, do it like that
Just like that
Do it like that
Just like that
Bounce it from the back
Let me hit it from the [{*back*}]

[Baby Bash]
(Verse 1)
No worries, no rush, mama, take your time
Bumpin′ that booty way down in line
I′m a freak, of the week, I ain′t playin′ no games
When it comes to money makin′, know your top notch games
She wanna add me to her life, like a MySpace friend
Cause I kill it from the [{*back*}] and keep her body shakin′
Mama Doogie like that, bubba one more time
And when you shake it, don′t fake it, Beezy blow my mind

Repeat Chorus

(Verse 2)
I just got a [{*back*}] from my cousin Jesus
And now she way loose off the grey and the goose
And she don′t play, and I don′t play, I′m a put this out on blast
I update, that cupcake, boss up like Johnny Cash
I know she tell her friends
Her friends gon′ tell they friends
And when they see me, they gon′ know what I′m carrying
I′m an ice cold Mexican, hell yeah, I do it Gonzo
In the back of the Escalanzo, me and her gon′ do it pronto

Repeat Chorus

[Baby Bash slowed down]
Short skirts and high heels
Short skirts and high heels
Short skirts and high heels
Yeah, get it, get low
Short skirts and high heels
Short skirts and high heels
Short skirts and high heels
Yeah, get it, hit the floor
We gon′ boss up, boy, we gon′ boss up
We gon′ boss up, boy, we gon′ boss up
We gon′ boss up, boy, we gon′ boss up
We gon′ boss up, boy, we gon′ boss up

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:14

Baby Bash - Na Na

Ahh
Who Got It
Who Got It
Huh
Young Bash
Jim Johnson
Uh Oh

She′s So Yummy Yummy Yummy
Ohh She′s Sweet As Honey
Ohh I Gotta Get Some Na Na, Na Na
She′s So Yummy And Delicious
Ohh With Tender Kisses
Ohh I Gotta Get Some Na Na, Na Na

Some Na Na (Na Na Na) [x4]

Out With The Old Girl
In With The New
Tastes So Good, Lemme Get Me A Spoon
31 Flavors, I′m Pimpin′ Withchu
And Girl I Got The Munchies, So I′m Stickin′ Withchu

Cinnamin Spice Up In My Life, Maybe One Day You Can Be My Wife [x2]

I Can′t Wait, I Got A Date Manana
And My Girl Got A Platinum Na Na
She Smell Like Shaqel With Her Cucumber Melon
And Her Fashion Is Dipped In Prada Prada

I Got A Boss One On My Team
Every Playboy Mansions Dream
And She Thicker Than The Sticker On My Winter Go-Getter
Cuz She Break Me Off That Candy Cream

She′s So Yummy Yummy Yummy
Ohh She′s Sweet As Honey
Ohh I Gotta Get Some Na Na, Na Na
She′s So Yummy And Delicious
Ohh With Tender Kisses
Ohh I Gotta Get Some Na Na, Na Na

Some Na Na (Na Na Na) [x4]

She Got A Stack Full Of Cakes
And A Million Dollar Waist
When She Slid Up On My Chrome
She Said It?s True Ronny Ray
You As Cool As A Shade
I Said Ya What?s Goin On
That?s When The Na Na Got Weird
And We Started The Perc
Getting High As A Fire Escape
She Said I Heard From A Bird Bout The Way You Get Down
And Now Im Ready With A Video Tape

I Guess It Was My Destiny
To Hit That Juicy Recipe
Call A Man Who Did Ectasy
With A Whole Lotta Freaky Energy

Swet Azuca On My Mind
With A Top Notch Breezie On My Line
I Get A Cavity Girl Every Time
I Go Down Low Where The Sun Don?t Shine

She′s So Yummy Yummy Yummy
Ohh She′s Sweet As Honey
Ohh I Gotta Get Some Na Na, Na Na
She′s So Yummy And Delicious
Ohh With Tender Kisses
Ohh I Gotta Get Some Na Na, Na Na

Some Na Na (Na Na Na) [x4]

[Instrumental]

She′s So Yummy Yummy Yummy
Ohh She′s Sweet As Honey
Ohh I Gotta Get Some Na Na, Na Na
She′s So Yummy And Delicious
Ohh With Tender Kisses
Ohh I Gotta Get Some Na Na, Na Na

Some Na Na (Na Na Na) [x4]

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:14

Baby Bash - Obsesion

feat. 3rd Wish (or vice versa)
[Baby Bash]
3rd Wish
Baby Bash
Te quiero mucho
Ha ha

[3rd Wish]
(Verse 1)
Son las cinco en la manana
Y no dormido nada
Just thinkin′ ′bout your beauty
Got me crazy in the head
El insomnio es mi castigo
Tu amor sera mi alivio
Until you′re in my arms, girl
I can have no peace in bed

Hook: 3rd Wish
Well it′s five o′clock in the morning
I can′t get no sleep
When I think about your beauty, it makes me weak
I lay restless at home
Without you there
Until you are mine, I find no relief

Chorus: 3rd Wish
Amor
Si es amor
Your love′s got me feelin′
Obsessed in my soul
Si es amor
And not an illusion
That makes me do things
That my heart can′t control

(Verse 2)
I know you′re not my lady
But I′m full of hopes and maybe′s
Til until your love can save me
Solo puedo hablar de ti
Saw you with your amigo
Girl he don′t look so rico
No sabe complacerte
Como lo haria yo

Repeat Hook

Repeat Chorus

[Rap Verse: Baby Bash (3rd Wish in background)]
Well, it fits so right, and I don′t care what people say
After I grab the lotion, grab the blanket, take a trip to Monteray
We can
Do it on the beach, cause you know
How we gon′ do
We gon′
Act a fool, even when we rendez-vous
Put on
Your favorite dress, let′s impress the town a lotta
Grab the Gucci bag
Oops, my mistake, you stunt that Prada, yada
Yadada I′m saying
Yadada I mean, yadada I holla
And I′m so proud to say, "One day I′ll be your baby′s father" (You fine)

Hook: 3rd Wish
Es amor
Es amor
Es una obsesion (Es una obsesion)
Es amor
Es amor
Es una obsesion

Repeat Chorus Twice

[Baby Bash] Mi amor
[3rd Wish] Amor

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:14

Baby Bash - As Days Go by

[Chorus: Paula DeAnda]
As days go by
I′m missing you baby
Patiently waiting
For you
To hold you
To thrill you
To feel you
Tender kisses
Give you the love you′ve been missing
Boy I can′t wait till you come back home
To have you all alone (As days go by)

I′m missing you baby
Patiently waiting
For you
To hold you
To thrill you
To feel you
Tender kisses
Give you the love you′ve been missing
Boy I can′t wait till you come back home
To have you all alone
(As days go by)

[Baby Bash:]
Now I done came a long way
But ain′t gone too far
And hope this love letter don′t
Leave a big scar
So baby just hold on
Lil′ momma just be strong
Cause no one knew the war
Would last us so long
The rockets the red glare
The bombs up in the air
I′m just doing my duty
But missin′ it right there
So as days go by
I′m counting every minute
Wishing I was home
For sure with you in it
But the soldiers that
I′m runnin with
Are ready to blitz
This ain′t no video
This is just as real as it gets
I made some lifelong friends
Holdin′ down the front line
And girl I can′t wait
To get back in your sunshine

[Paula DeAnda:]
(As days go by)
I′m missing you baby
Patiently waiting
For you
To hold you
To thrill you
To feel you
Tender kisses
Give you the love you′ve been missing
Boy I can′t wait til you come back home
To have you all alone (As Days go by)

I′m missing you baby
Patiently waiting
For you
To hold you
To thrill you
To feel you
Tender kisses
Give you the love you′ve been missing
Boy I can′t wait till you come back home
To have you all alone
(As days go by)

[Baby Bash:]
Now as days go by
My time is spent reflecting
On all the lil′ things
You said I was neglecting
They say you never know
What you have until it′s gone
Didn′t know back then
But I will from now on
When I try to channel out
All the fear and the stress
I picture me and you rollin′
Looking dressed to impress
And to know you′ll be there
When I′m back from Iraq
And feel good to know
A real chica I have on my back

Give everybody huggs
And tell em′ I really miss em ′
And your boy be back
When I′m through with my mission

Give everybody huggs
And tell em′ I really miss em′
And your boy be back
When I′m through with my mission

[Paula DeAnda:]
(As days go by)
I′m missing you baby
Patiently waiting
For you
To hold you
To thrill you
To feel you
Tender kisses
Give you the love you′ve been missing
Boy I can′t wait til you come back home
To have you all alone (As days go by)

I′m missing you baby
Patiently waiting
For you
To hold you
To thrill you
To feel you
Tender kisses
Give you the love you′ve been missing
Boy I can′t wait till you come back home
To have you all alone
As days go by

As days go by

[Baby Bash:]
One day we gon′ get it together one day we gon′ get it together
One day we gon′ get it together one day we gon′ get it together
(As days go by)
One day we gon′ get it together one day we gon′ get it together
One day we gon′ get it together one day we gon′ get it together

As days go by

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:14

Baby Bash - Menage a Trois

feat. Frankie J., Powda
[Frankie J.]
Yay, yay
Alright

Pre-Verse: Powda (Frankie J. in background)
I was thinking on a weekend, we could get a little freaky
I could call some of my girlfriends (Menage a trois)
I was thinking on a weekend, we could get a little freaky
I could call some of my girlfriends (Menage a trois)

[Verse 1: Baby Bash]
Show me what that body do like
Wanna do, everything that you like
Your girl
Lookin′ way cool
How ′bout we hook up tonight
Jacuzzi, suite hotel
Dirty movies, oh, that′s swell
I′m such a freak
Oooh-la-la
Groove me with that tail
Down and dirty, rough and rugged
Dog, nasty, but you love it
She gon′ kiss it, you gon′ rub it
Livin′ out my fantasy
Baby, come and dance for me
You got that candy cream
Let me see you pull your panty string
Let your thong slide to the side, chica, open wide
And let us do the thang, thang, baby girl
You know that′s right
It′s kind of vicious, though
It′s kind of pimp-ish, though
This caramel coated candy cane, it′s so delicious, though

Chorus: Frankie J.
Show me what your body do
You can bring your girlfriend, too
We can have a rendez vous (Menage a trois)
We can have a drink or two
You can bring yo girlfriend, too
We can keep it On Tha Cool (Menage a trois)

[Verse 2: Powda]
I′m a show you what my body do
Put it on her, then put it on you
Little freaky rendez vous
Yeah, we keep it On Tha Cool
Three′s company, so come with me
Got enough to make two feel lovely
He kissin′ me, she rubbin′ me
She lickin′ me, he fuckin′ me
Wanna watch you, wanna see
How me and my girlfriend get nasty
We some freaks up in that sheets
And a perfect fantasy
But you need a man with stamina
Who can take two women and handle her
Like a playa done took viagra
Workin′ it until he see the sign
Powda, yeah, that nasty girl
Testin′ me, I′m a rock your world
Got skills like a pro, and plus
You know I got that bomb pearl
So, boo, I′m a roll with you
Yeah, me and my homegirl, too
We gon′ take it to the room
So baby, what it do

Repeat Chorus Twice

[Verse 3: Baby Bash]
Let me see you break your back
Baby girl, take all of that
Let me see you break your back
Uh oh, I think she swallowed that
I got the mirror on the top of my bed
And got that magmun P.I. for the top of my head (Never slip, no)

Hook 1: Baby Bash
Let′s keep it all to the gravy
Me and you lovely ladies
Sippin′ hypnotic
Get exotic, mayne, it feel so crazy

Repeat Hook 1

Hook 2: Frankie J.
You know I like to watch
You know I like to see it
I′m kinda freaky, mama
Oh, baby, please believe it
You know I like to watch (You know I like to watch)
You know I like to see it
I′m kinda freaky, mama (You like I like to see it)
Oh, baby, please believe it

Repeat Chorus Four Times

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:13

Baby Bash - Bubbalicious

feat. Natalie

[Intro:]
Bubble pop
Come on
[Repeat 4x]

[Natalie:]
I′m so bubbalicious
And so delicious
You can′t resist it
Now can we kick it out
Mah friend?

[Baby Bash:]
Yes I′m yo friend
Your so super natural
(Uh Huh)
When you dancing on da pole
(Uh Huh)
Make me say ?Oh Boy?
Oh Boy

[Natalie:]
I′m so bubbalicious
And so delicious
You can′t resist it
Now can we kick it out
Mah friend?

[Baby Bash:]
Yes I′m yo friend
Your so super natural
(Uh Huh)
When you dancing on da pole
(Uh Huh)
Make me say ?Oh Boy?
Oh Boy

[Verse 1:]
You keep it bubbalicious
Girl and thas what′s up
Your handling yo business
Girl and thas what′s up
I like it when ya shake it
Girl and thas what′s up
You know that u can take it
Girl and thas what′s up
Supa dupa fly
Baby Girl, you so grown
Bangin′ cold flavor
Thas some cold Rocky Road
Mah friends lay low on da
Next episode
We havin′ some of trouble
When we bubble
Girl, let da game flow

[Natalie:]
I′m so bubbalicious
And so delicious
You can′t resist it
Now can we kick it out
Mah friend?

[Baby Bash:]
Yes I′m yo friend
Your so super natural
(Uh Huh)
When you dancing on da pole
(Uh Huh)
Make me say ?Oh Boy?
Oh Boy

[Verse 2:]
Now how da hell u get a playa
So electrified
Is that a dance you do
Or an exercise
Baby take me to a place
Where my spirits run free
Dance like we in France mama
Ooh-Wee-Wee
You the type of chick who loves
Skirts and High Heels
I′m the type of cat who like throwin′ dolla bills
Ain′t no trouble when we bubble
Fly like a breeze
You can beat the Genesee
I′ma be ya lemon squeeze

[Natalie:]
I′m so bubbalicious
And so delicious
You can′t resist it
Now can we kick it out
Mah friend?

[Baby Bash:]
Yes I′m yo friend
Your so super natural
(Uh Huh)
When you dancing on da pole
(Uh Huh)
Make me say ?Oh Boy?
Oh Boy

[Breakdown:]
Bubbalicious
Oh yes
So fly
[Repeat 3x]

[Natalie:]
I′m so bubbalicious
And so delicious
You can′t resist it
Now can we kick it out
Mah friend?

[Baby Bash:]
Yes I′m yo friend
Your so super natural
(Uh Huh)
When you dancing on da pole
(Uh Huh)
Make me say ?Oh Boy?
Oh Boy

[Natalie:]
I′m so bubbalicious
And so delicious
You can′t resist it
Now can we kick it out
Mah friend?

[Baby Bash:]
Yes I′m yo friend
Your so super natural
(Uh Huh)
When you dancing on da pole
(Uh Huh)
Make me say ?Oh Boy?
Oh Boy

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:13

Baby Bash - Tha Chop

feat. A-Wax, Jay Tee
(Baby Bash)
Which way did he go?
Which way did he go?
Which way did he go?

[Chorus: A-Wax]
This ain′t nothin′ new to me
Look at what they do to me
Need to chill
Try to stop
Did dirt wit it now I gotta buy the chop

[Baby Bash]
I′m in my mama rent a car wit 10 and a half pounds
No DL′s and innocent amount of rounds
Wit my mind on my mansion
I′m smashin′ up out the town
You thought I was a hog but wait ′til I clown now
Basharini believe me
Still servin′ three for the 50
And I wish a motherfucker would try and get wit me
Cuz I′m nifty wit the milli when the torch is on
And play every play like it′s fourth and long
Now when the horse is gone I be the shit out the pig
It don′t take much to split a fool′s wig
See I′m only one shot from makin′ the headlines
So quick niggaz got quarters and deadline′s
Shakin′ the fed time
They checkin′ my bar codes
ATF, INS, and the US Marshals
And this ain′t nathan new to me
Capitalize on opportunity
This ain′t nathan new to me
Capitalize on opportunity

[Chorus] - 2X

[A-Wax]
This old shit ain′t new to me
I′m rockin′ stolen jewelry
Try to chill so I leave the Bay
Did dirt wit it now I gotta keep the K
Bash a dude wig over Baby Bash
He my smokin′ nephew
We be checkin′ brains and cash
We count G′s on a omni floor
Put the bloody bills wit the Tommy in the drawer
Tell mommy wit the roll "Go on break a lil′ corner off"
I don′t like that bammer
I don′t wanna cough
You got to watch every step
P-walk and pull out a tec
I thought you new I′m a vet
Let loose through my set
A-W-A-X the latex glove on my left hand can only mean death man

[Chorus] - 2X

[Jay Tee]
Now it′s that pimpin′ ass gringo
Bitch is you single?
I spit heat, hit the street, stack my Domingo
Bay Area lingo is what a playa blessed wit
Ten shots wit they own spots is all I ever mess wit
So if you′re broke
I ain′t even heard a ya
Come around me again and I′m a murder ya
I need some loot
So watch how I attack yo town
A bitch who wanna hold me, I′ll track her down
Get up in the brain, take over the soul
Four G′s a night, I′m ready to roll
A big long lac, hella beat in the trunk
Baby kick back, it′s hella heat for the funk
I dare a motherfucker to step to the Lo
One too many drinks, now he′s dead in the Rove
So call that cat′s kids tell him "Get this"
It′s Jay Tee, I′m a dog when I spit this

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:13

Baby Bash - Throwed Off

Paul Wall, Baby Bash, what dey talkin bout (I′m jus sayin)
Its throwed off playa, it′s throwed off playa its throwed off play (its goin down)

[Chorus 2x]
Its throwed off playa (already)
Its throwed off playa (already)
Its throwed off playa (already, u already know)
Its throwed off playa (already)
Its throwed off playa (already)
Its throwed off playa (already, kno evrywhere we go)

[verse 1]
Now its about dat time, we rearrange ur mind
We jammin jersey 4 shersey we blowin on dat pine
Dey call me baby bash
So wet wen i park i splash
I only fuck wit da trill dat aint no sucka task
Now lets accelerate n get 2 celebratin
I′ll throw my drink in ur face wit all dat playahation
I′m not gon have it
Super unleaded watch me pimp
We got em thrown hard down at da rocky pimp
I gotta supa bed
We keep it on da cool
Space city, h-town man wat it do?
Lets get it gravitatin
Get thrown out da club
I′m throwed off like a muthafucka poppin bub

[Chorus 2x]

[verse 2]
Now u jus tuned into da crunk show
Nephews n my uncles
We poppin purk put in work
So wats up tho?
We like it big n heavy
Enormous an humongous
An on my fingers an the glock it grew some green fungus
I′m tryin na bump a beat
Wit out even tryin
I′m throwed off like a fastball from
Nolan Ryan
Sum like 2 get it hypie
Sum like 2 get it crunk
Sum like dat bold fast
And sum like dat perky stuff

[Chorus 2x]

[verse 3 paul wall]
I′m da Chick Magnet
Imma da people′s champ
Im in da club throwed off cuz i′m da peoples tramp
I′m takin shots of Patron
I wash it down wit a beer
I spit da same mackin game to evry dime piece here
I′m da topic of discussion to da gurls at da bar
Dey wonder if i′m drinkin alcohol
Or sippin on barre
Dey fell in love wit my car
Dey wanna marry my cash
Dey wanna be down wit a playa
Cuz i′m ridin wit bash
I already
I pull up on pirelli drippin candy paint n jelly
I stop, at *chimmy chan′s* an throw sumthing in my belly
Its paul wall, a G in da mack
Its goin down, cuz i′m dope like dat
I′m jus sayin tho

[Chorus 2x]

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:12

Baby Bash - Numero Uno

[Kookie]
"I′m the one"
"I′m the one"
"I′m the one"
"Oh, no, no"
"I′m the one"
"I′m the one"
"I′m the one"
"Oh, no, no, baby" --> Bobby Bland

[Baby Bash]
(Verse 1)
It′s the numero
Uno, number one chulo
Ridin′ on the slab, with a top notch cool, oh
Everybody you know, say they do it big
Bros do it real sumo, that′s what it is
I′m a Dope House profit, suckers can′t stop it
They might got muscle, but they got no logic
And I got a big heart, by the size of a lion
Five minus four, girl, without even tryin′ (Ugh!)
Now stir that up and add it up
From Mexico to Canada
Professional, no amateur
And you gon′ bust two times, when I smack it up
Then beat it up
Then spank it up
Til the [{*motherfuckin′*}] DJ crank it up
I strip the game butt-naked, girl, line by line
Hold up, let me bust it to you one more time

Break: Kookie (Baby Bash slowed down)
"I′m the one" (Numero uno...)
"I′m the one" (Numero uno...)
"I′m the one" (Hold up, hold up...)
"Oh, no, no"
"I′m the one" (Numero uno...)
"I′m the one" (Numero uno...)
"I′m the one" (Hold up, hold up...)
"Oh, no, no, baby"

(Verse 2)
Now you can go
Black, or you can go white
You can go red or brown, but it still ain′t right
If the sauce ain′t tight, and the swag ain′t cripsy
With that bullshit, you can′t miss me
Crissy Lizzy′s, don′t get nathin′
They about drama, I′m about bakin′
Never would I fake, cause I just don′t purr
Ten thousand sqaure feet, and you ain′t even gotta work (Ugh!)
Cause I′m the cash and the check one, candy paint wet one
Space fly like a punk rock Jetson
Always down to holla, holla, let′s bet one
The one your mama told you, "Baby, go get one"

Hook: Baby Bash
Extra menace, no disrespect
Hop on, don′t miss the jet
Uh
Extra menace, no disrespect
Uh
Hop on, don′t miss the jet
Yee!

Repeat Break

(Verse 3)
I tips and dips in Cadillacs (Cadillacs)
And I don′t even trip off battle raps (Battle raps
Blow so much purp′, I get asthma attacks (Asthma attacks)
Find this thick little mami, and I handle that (Ugh!)
By the way, I′m ′bout these collar greens (Yeah)
Sqaures don′t know, that′s what dollar means (Uh uh)
Straight up out that Valley Jo/Vallejo
H-Town, Texas, Cali, bro
Yee!

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:12

Baby Bash - Pollution

[Chorus]
Sometimes I wanna get away from all the confusion
Causin′ pollution
I know you wish you could run away from this institution
Cause there′s no solution, to survive

Another day when I′m waking up
I turn my TV on CNN
Another homie done bit the dust, my best friend′s back up in the pen
Somebody hit the twin towers, ? and the buildings came tumbling down
All we could do was watch in tears
While the people of America wondered how we let it go down
Then, I heard a sound when I turned around
This old man said pray for me
Said I′ve been in the world for 88 long years and go now can you stay for me?
I looked him in the eyes, and gave him a smile and said mister I don′t mean no harm
But you ain′t going nowhere, so just pull up a chair
I got greens fresh off the farm
And with that he pulled a bottle from his pocket and said youngin′ ima give it a try
I said hold up pops, I ain′t forget about the nana you promised so pass it by
and then he said...

[Chorus]

From dusk to dawn, mom′s always tellin me you must move on
Let the past be the last thing to dust you son
And I trust you mom
But the ? lust for fun, wanna bust my gun
Wasn′t much to some, then you measured up to most started walking down the road
To the treasure up the post
You just never f***ing know what you gonna see, where ya gonna be, who you gonna meet
It′s true you gonna sleepin, slip into silence
Shot guns fired, choppers and sirens
Spotlight shinin, flashin on the glance
At a boy without a chance and the Devil on his ass

I be sayin though, livin my life... wishin′ and hopin
I be sayin though, chasin the dreams...
I be sayin though same thing that will make you laugh will make you cry
That′s how we know man, why that′s why

I be sayin though taken away from the frustration
I be sayin though teach me to use my imagination
I be sayin though same thing that will make you laugh will make you cry
That′s how we know man, why that′s why

[Chorus]

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:12

Baby Bash - Weed Hand

[Chorus:]
Sometimes da game got me stressin partner i can′t lie
I roll me a sweet smash off n da ride a whole piece i aint never lied
I put my weed hand n da sky
I put my weed hand n da sky
I respect it for da luv of life
A whole piece i aint never lied
I put my weed hand in da sky
I put my weed hand in da sky

[V1:]
The smokes killing off my lungs and appendix.It′s baby bash the modern day jimmy hendrix.deep
down in texas,dope house is so relentless.the fluff is endless.smokin wit my lawer and my
dentist.Feelin stupendiss wanna come to my quarter stacks.Smokin on greener reef.singing boby
to dem older cats.(bobby brown)Dem dolger sax,wit a coffee grinder at my mercy.Dun rolled a
lax wit a highspeed chasers ones dat coudn′t curch me.Cocked mouthed and thirsty gotta keep my
spirit lifted though.My spiritual,lyrical,it′s hydromyrical.I′m comin visious though,wit a
fully loaded off dat durby. feelin so worthy cuz my vacume lungs are like dat curby.and don′t
desturb me when i′m floatin to my foriegn land.You no fo′ sho′ i keep my pipe in my weed
hand.My weed hand is something i don′t disrestpect.Your weed hand throw it up and represent
your weed.

[Chorus:]

[V2:]
I′ma gonna admit it and you know i′m wid it.begin his life,got his only one and split it.Lit
it up wit my nephew.and now i′m floatin.My crown is broaken.soakin up my soal.sippen
styraphone cups.choken now i′m low.If you ridden on us dats cool but pass da joint.diamonds
flyin and you just had to go.cuz u dun cast da vote.and i didn′t even get a hit.no not even a
little bit.so now help me get rid of dis.baby girl don′t disrespecr the luv.and i can′t see
dat.ask where we get the best of bud.put up ur weed hand.

[Chorus:]

[V3:]
Man i been down dis way before.i hit da bong back up and blow.I′m too damn high don′t pass me
no mo′.I blaze drown,sip on a four.stayin high i′m on a note.u can smell da bong all on my
clothes.man look at my eyes they bout to b closed.I′m choken dudes up out hte room wit my weed
hand in the sky.I′m stayin blowed on octamodes and i′m leanin half da time.I′m stayin high and
i hustle fool.don′t be at home up on my ass gotta get up and glock sum cash.
hoes thinkin they gonna smoke for free.but not wit a young P.I.M.P.Just cuz i′m young don′t
mean i′m dumb.Red microphones now blaze sum of dat greener reef.and pour sum of dat purple
stuff.down here we smokin bud.ya i no u herd of us.

[Chorus:]

ending outro:My weed hand,put ur weed hand in da sku,my weed hand,east west,my weed
hand,north south,something we can all relate to,my weed hand.

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:11

Baby Bash - Dip with You

[Aundrea Fimbres]
All day
All night
I′m feeling
Your light

Hook 1: Baby Bash
Let′s dip
Let′s roll
My whip
So throwed

Repeat Hook 1

[Baby Bash]
You know the vibe is so dashin′
Sexual passion
You lookin′ like a chica from the cover of Maxim
We dippin′ and smashin′
We gassin′ and breakin′
The radio′s locked on
Uh
They got it quakin′
And you know it′s going down, cause I′m spic and span
I′m tryin′ to get paid like I′m Vince Mcmahon
So let′s put a little purple in your life tonight
High as a kite
Me and you, we gon′ ride for life
Let′s do it

Chorus: Aundrea Fimbres
All day
All night
I feel
Your light
The truth
No lie
I ain′t even trippin′, I just wanna dip with you
All day (All day)
All night (All night)
I′m feeling (I′m feeling)
Your light
The truth (The truth)
No lie
I ain′t even trippin′, I just wanna dip with you

Break: Baby Bash
Come on, girl, we doing the damn doo-dah
Come on, girl, we doing the damn doo-dah
Come on, girl, we doing the damn doo-dah
You can sit shotgun and watch me manuever

[Baby Bash]
Ya whole style Super Saucy, got me ready to dip
Peel the window off the roof
Put the smoke in the wind
We ain′t even trippin′, let them haters hate us again
It′s the sophisticated player, and we scrappin′ with Hen
It′s like magic
When I pullin′ out in my jeans
I might
Hit you with What Is It or some yadda-I-mean′s
And when I′m not in the Benz, they call me Cadillac Riot
And they can miss me with that drama, girl, I′m ready to party
You fin′ to do it

Repeat Chorus

Repeat Hook 1 Twice

Hook 2: Ryan Tedder
We in the building, gettin′ down like that (Like that)
We in the whip, gettin′ down like that (Like that)
We at the tele, gettin′ down like that (Like that)
Frisky, in the morning, gettin′ down like that

[Baby Bash]
Let′s do it

Repeat Chorus

[Aundrea Fimbres]
All day (All day)
All night (All night)
I′m feeling (I′m feeling)
Your light
The truth (The truth)
No lie
I ain′t even trippin′, I just wanna dip with you
All day
All night
I′m feeling
Your light

Repeat Hook 1

[Baby Bash]
Let′s dip

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:11

Baby Bash - Dime Piece

feat. Russell Lee

[Russell Lee]
Oh, yeah
Baby, I don′t get down like that

Chorus: Russell Lee
Lady, you′se a dime piece
And you lookin′ so sweet
But baby, I don′t work it like that
I know you got them other fools
Who be paying for your jewels
But baby, I don′t work it like that
Lady, you′se a dime piece
And you lookin′ so sweet
But baby, I don′t work it like that
I know you got them superstars
Who be paying for your cars
But baby, I don′t work it like that

[Baby Bash]
(Verse 1)
Now you ain′t lyin′, you ain′t lyin′
No reezy, oh yeah, you fine
And you got that supa dupa with the
Big ol′ behind
You′se a dime, you′se a ten and a half, you so throwed
But you better check credentials, baby girl, I′m so cold
On top
The girl got degrees in computers
Off top
But she still golddiggin′, workin′ at Hooters
I ain′t no peanut
So you can′t put no salt in my game
You know how the chico do, I ain′t gots to explain
Baby boo, On Tha Cool, you diggin′ on me, I′m diggin′ on you
We can have, our rendez-vous, and marinate, in a hotel room
Dinner and a movie, it′s all groovy, I ain′t trippin′
But you better stick with them bald players, ′bout
All them trickin′, though

Repeat Chorus

(Verse 2)
Really, really though
Baby, you watchin′ too many videos
Hangin′ with them silly hoes
Got you where your fenced to go
Out the door, so fast, so quick
Even though you so yummy, you, uh
You so thick
Uh uh
I got
Rules and regulations
And guidelines
I′m in the game, you must wanna suck up from the sidelines
I ride for muscle, where I am ′bout to have
Near hundred
Actin′ funny, tryin′ push up on a hustle money
Even though I want ya
I really doesn′t need ya
I guess you got to play the field to appreciate the way I please ya
And don′t confuse me for a ca-ah-Captain Save A.
Yeah, you a dime, but baby, I′m ′bout that paper

Repeat Chorus

[Russell Lee (Baby Bash in background)]
We don′t get down like that (Let ′em know)
We don′t get down like that (Uh, let ′em know, let ′em know)
We don′t get down like that (Let ′em know, let ′em know)
We don′t get down like that (Ha ha)

[Rasheed {Russell Lee in background}]
Ugh
Aw nah
You golddiggin′ breezes, what′s wrong with y′all (Wrong with y′all)
Ugh
Aw nah
You golddiggin′ breezes, what′s wrong with y′all {Lady}

Repeat Chorus

[Baby Bash] Hey yo, Hap′, Hap′
Bring that rhythm back
[Russell Lee] Oooh la la la
Baby, I′m so high (La, la)
Oooh la la la
Baby, I′m so high (Ooh)
Oooh la la la (La la)
Baby, I′m so high
Oooh la, la, la (La la)
Baby, I′m so high
[Baby Bash] Ah

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:11

Baby Bash - Old School

feat. Battle Loco (The Federation), Marty James (One Block Radius), Nino Brown
Chorus: Marty James
I took the top off
My black sixteen
Yeah
I′m a hand some corners
On my ride today
In my old school
In my old school
In my old school
In my old school
In my old school

[Verse 1: Nino Brown]
It′s the most
Original, generated
The most wanted
Most hated, Chevrolet holmes
Completely outdated
Candy painted pearl blue
Nino Beezy
From La-leezy
Bet I got them dame piece breezies, fool
All up in my old school
It′s like a penthouse suite
Leather tucked in roll, nina, she up under my seat
Creased up linen
Hundred spoke D spinnin′
My primo Bash, we gon′ keep winnin′, mayne
Three wheel motion and sippin′ on that lethal potion
Salud
That means we toastin′, mayne
Bumpin′ this old school
We keep it so true
I′m in the fast lane, doin′ ′bout twenty, holmes

Repeat Chorus

[Verse 2: Baby Bash]
I backs out from the G-rage
Looking like a mirage
Bumpin′ that Love To Hate
From Bash and T-Boz
Apple over silver
Candy paint dripper
Pull the top back and blow the smoke out the swisha
Chevy strikin′ heavy, straight hoggin′ the lanes
No time for battle rappin′, mayne, I′m ballin′ for change
You know my six-tre is timeless, con me and Pocahontas
Take a little cruise, while we smokin′ on the finest

Pre-Chorus: Baby Bash
It′s 85 outside, so I parked the Esco
Hit the car show, when I hit my desto
They say, "Ronnie Ray, how you get so fly"
Up in my old school, lookin′ so P.I.

Repeat Chorus

[Verse 3: Battle Loco]
I got a fleet line, cool pipe, fresh dipped chrome
Two pack pop Don′s
In Suicide clothes
Two Cover Girl heinas with they high heels on
Put they monkey on the bumper, low ride fa ′sho
I′m gangsta down
501 Stacy Adams
Ducktales shirt, Godfather with the cannon
Skirts wore in hers, look like the back fingers draggin′
Days like diamond seat threw in when I cashin′
A bar in the back, like it′s made for a mack
Flake invisible roof
That′ll drop like a rag
Music gon′ blast to the sound of the 12 gauge
Bumpin′ down the block, speakers ′bout to catch a murder case
Marvin Gaye singing loud like he still here
Girls throwin′ thongs in the window, sayin′ "Hell yeah"
Loco, ghetto born, land of grafitti
Gettin′ detailed up
Like two sweeties in teeny bikinis (GANGSTA!)

Repeat Chorus

[Nino Brown]
Yeah
Ha
Put it down, boy
Cigar
Baby Bash
Battle Loco
Mark Trizzown
Nino Briddown
Ha
Cosmos, yeah
Shinin′ up that old school, baby
Playboy

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:11

Baby Bash - Sexy Eyes

Sexy Eyes, theyre so lovely,

Sexy Eyes Make me wanna love ya

Sexy Eyes,

Girl youre lookin way cool tonight Oohh

Da da da da da,

Ya know I got the cognac,

Da da da da da,

And the phat bomb sack

Da da da da da,

Your sexy eyes got me hypnotized,

Lady come and take a ride with me

Shorty do you know the time

All I wanna do is vibe

Put you on the suga rise

Smilin wit your pearly whites

Sexy eyes

Sexy waist

Sexy each and every day

When I put this thang up on ya

Sexy mama wanna merry maid

But hold up now, we just met

Let me see how long you keep it wet

Hold it steady, already,

Baby girl we done did dat

Its like a stair way to paradise

When I look into your eyes,

Mama very nice

And we can do all type of thangs

Rollin in them whips and I like to swang

You know its ??

Your sexy eyes are so spiritual

[Chorus x1]

The steelo so kamikaze

Shrinin like Liberachy

Spendin like Burberry

Me ESeemiagy

Its goin down like gravity

Yo baby daddy mad at me

And I throw these things so handley

Cop me an assault and battery

She still wanna love me like a playboy bunny

Lookin like warm hunny

So classy and stunny

Faithfully, she waits for me

Like the real ones really do

So gracefully shes made for me

And you know thats on the cool

Girl get your shine on like candle in the wind

Gotta keep my mind strong

When Im hammer in the fin

And one look is all it took

Incredible thighs

And one look is all it took

Incredible eyes

[Chorus x1]

[x2]

Time dont wait for love

And life dont wait for a break in the weather

Its time for me and you to hook up

Lets get this thing together

[Chorus x2]

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:10

Baby Bash - Trees

(feat. Angel Dust, Pitbull)

[Chorus: Baby Bash & Angel Dust]
Let′s take it to Miami, daddy, out to Miami
Let′s take it out to Georgie, sugar, Atlanta, Georgia
Let′s take it out to Cali, daddy, to California
Let′s take it New York and meet a gang of New Yorkers
Cause I love ′em all
In and out of the mall
In and out of some cars, that I, just barely bought
What, ever it be
Cash or currency
Mami can take picture, I promise to say "Trees!" (Trees!)

[Hook: Baby Bash & Angel Dust]
Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
Let′s take it down to Texas, where they be gettin′ wreckless
Dirty dirt
Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
Let′s take it to Chicago, back, to Colorado
Here we go
Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
Let′s take it overseas to France and Germany
On the radio
Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
Sugar, it′s on me, forget what the cost be
Shake ya thang, now

[Verse 1: Baby Bash (Angel Dust)]
Ain′t nothin′ wrong with a little bit of lightweight thang
They want me to sound my name (WHO BE US!)
Autograph
V-Town, all the phat
Take a picture with ya phone number, not attached
Off to Sweden, I was leavin′ them with horn attacks
Somebody gets to clownin′ and we all of that [laughing]
This muh′fucker got jokes
On the way
To the show
With my folks
Na-da-da-da-da
From the Bay, to L.A., down to Monte Ray
Tejas, where the trill players don′t play
To all you Unsigned Hype, without a limelight
Here′s a sneak peak
For your ass when the time′s right

[Repeat Chorus & Hook]

[Verse 2: Pitbull]
Damn, diggy-diggy, damn, damn
Mami over there′s off that chingy-chang, chang
Where you from
Cali, they do the damn thang
I′m a take ya to Texas
Where they slow it down, mayne
Forget crackin′, screw and chop it, to make a profit
Miami, Atlanta, the land of the Choppers
Where they used to pump bass to keep the fiends crunk
Now we get crunk when the bass pump (What?)
They ain′t ready for what′s about to happen
?? put it down with Dominicans in Manhattan
Dite, que venga
I got the Latins on lock
From Puerto Rico to Cuba, this is somethin′ they can′t stop (Como!)

[Repeat Chorus & Hook]

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:10

Baby Bash - Feeling Me

[Chorus: Russell Lee]

She′s in love with a hustla

She don′t be messing with them suckas

Looking so good, little tight jeans on and G-string on

And I know that she be feeling me

[Baby Bash]

She in love with a hustla, someone she could trust uh

Someone she could get down with, cause she don′t mess with suckas

Sleep all day, and grind all night

Living in the fast lane, the game′s nothing polite

So I′m laced up tight, cause I ain′t into lagging

She love to watch me in the mirror when I′m doing my stabbing

And she ain′t into punks, giving em bruises and bumps

And she know I blow big, so she be twisting my blunts

That′s real talk, coming from a real hog on the block

She love the playboy lifestyle, the knots and the rocks

And even though sometime, it might seem strange

She wouldn′t trade it in, with none of she thangs

[Chorus]

[Baby Bash]

Well now she might of caught my ass like once or twice

But she′d rather stick with me, instead of rolling the dice

Cause she know I′m official, so why take a chance

And end up with a over jealous sucka romance

Love to see me get the lapdance every now and then huh

Never fuck around with her stripper girlfriends huh

Now that′s living like, who′s the boss

Yeah she liking the money, but she loving my sauce

Even though she approached by them big time ballas

She ain′t having that cause ain′t another like papa

And her parents just don′t understandWhat kind of man she in love with,

But she don′t give a damn

[Chorus]

One day we gone get it together

One day we gone keep it together - [4x]

[Chorus - 2x]

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:10

Baby Bash - Early In The Morning

Early in da morning befo I eats my breakfast

I gotta get down

Early in da morning befo I eats my breakfast

I gotta get down

Late night in da evenin befo I gets to sleepin

I gotta get down

Late night in da evenin befo I gets to sleepin

I gotta get down

[Verse 1]

Oh goody goody got da mornin woody roll ova

so quick baby gurl give it to me man wut a

quickie stab it wit a stifie bust a bigga nut to be

da pan and Jiffy Give me a lil licky huggy kissie

kissie And off last night I′m still a little wiggy

Forgive my gurl if I damage ya but it feel like

I′m on Viagra

[Chorus]

Early in da mornin befo I eats my breakfast

I gotta get down

Early in da mornin befo I eats my breakfast

I gotta get down

[Verse 2]

Well I′ma Cheech I′ma Chong Wrap da watta

bong Hit it fo so strong and hold it fo so long

I′ma whip I′ma worm roll da whole blunt Grab

da Visine feelin so crunk Check my watch

Connect my dots scratch my croach and get in

my flip flops All I hear is pots and pans wit da

sizzem ? and man its off da hizzle chokin on

dat residue I told ya′ll man wut I fence ta do

Ya know Hydro he a friend of mine take da

monkey off my back like errytime Gotta stilo

Dats so frilo fly like an eagle so high me and

my amigos anotha day anotha dolla anotha

deal so wutcha huh wut when ya wanna kill?

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

Who dat comin threw wuts really cracka lackin

wuts up witchu Oh no not him again he be rollin

wit em crazy ass Mexicans Baby Bash you a fool

on da cool I′m just playin thou Wuts da deal

wut em otha boys playin fo Holla Holla all my

itchy dolla got errybody thinkin its cool to hate

anotha but man hold up I′m on a new page

All my hatas in da mess get out my Kool-Aid

I′m quick ta spark up and steal sumbody′s

lighter I get cotton mouth and eat sum

Jambalya Oh my Mya Oh hell yeah befo I make

love I put you in da air Twice Last Night and

Once in da mornin I gotta get down so I can

get goin

Early in da morning befo I eats my breakfast

I gotta get down

Early in da morning befo I eats my breakfast

I gotta get down

Late night in da evenin befo I gets to sleepin

I gotta get down

Late night in da evenin befo I gets to sleepin

I gotta get down

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:09

Baby Bash - Changed My Life

[Chorus]
I changed my life so I could be with you
But you turned and walked away,
Tell me what to do.
I changed my life so I could be with you
But you turned and walked away
Tell me what to do
Somehow I know you still believe
Somehow I know you still believe

[Verse 1]
You interrupted my bliss
Fuck this I sorry
Used to be steak fish calamari
But now all you do is drink and party
Girl you ain′t the greatest the greatest was Ali
In the words of the late great Bob Marley
No Woman, no cry, yes suh I do believe.
I count my blessing every time I see my loved ones.
Wondering why I be stressing of a silly woman.
Boy get your head straight, boy get your head right.
Keep on buzzin with your cousin
Boy have a good time.
Sometime I know it′s right, sometimes I know it′s wrong
Sometimes I do it big, sometimes I′m all alone.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Up and down like a see-saw.
Baby let me free fall.
Me fall for that again
Don′t make me hee haw.
Never will I get caught up again.
I′m gonna put that on my momma and my next of kin
They say money can′t buy me happiness,
But it will brighten my day.
They say money can′t buy me happiness,
But it will brighten my day.
Baby girl you don did it.
Girl I ain′t wit it.
Only problem in my life was you,
So good ridden.
I′m out the door quick, feet first sideways.
I′m checking out baby,
And breathin some highway.
[Chorus]

Money won′t buy you happiness
But it will brighten your day.
Money won′t buy you happiness,
But it will brighten your day.

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:09

Baby Bash - Mamacita

feat. Marcos Hernandez

Yea Yea mamacita chicanita in a fly way...
Ronnie Ray...what is it

[Hook]
Mamacita (mamacita)
Pensando en ti como yo te quiero (te quiero)
Mi corazon es para ti yo te espero (te espero)
Cuando estas conmigo nunca tienes miedo (oh baby baby baby)
Un dia vas a ver quien es el mejor (oh oh) mamacita mamacita

[Baby Bash]
My mamacita got it goin on poppin the most
like papparazi when they watch me and her hop in the low
no destination but we racin in the drop
on some chrome I know you heard it all before
but I′m your rock and your stone (it feels right)
me and you sharing a star (its real tight)
and nothing′s gonna tear us apart (so true)
I′m feelin like I′m heavenly blessed (what it dooo)
me and you to put the love to the test
its so crazy when someone understands your mood
with an open invitation that I can′t refuse
girl you never have to worry when my hands with you
cherry pie its so bomb and I can′t defuse

[Hook]
Mamacita (mamacita)
Pensando en ti como yo te quiero (te quiero)
Mi corazon es para ti yo te espero (te espero)
Cuando estas conmigo nunca tienes miedo (oh baby baby baby)
Un dia vas a ver quien es el mejor (oh oh) mamacita (mamacita)

[Baby Bash]
I can be your other half baby I′m yo soul mate
I can keep you cozy cause you know that you′re my shorty
seem like you′re the only real one who really know me
so this song is dedicated to my one and only
an angel with them eyes and them honey butter thighs
tryna figure out bout her wedding ring size
I can be yo lover baby yo best friend
and momma when we ride we gone ride to the enddd
cause I know just what you need
you need some high definition in yo l-i-f-e
I know what′s on yo mind and
I′ll be patient I′ll be waiting for a very long time

[Hook]
Mamacita (mamacita)
Pensando en ti como yo te quiero (te quiero)
Mi corazon es para ti yo te espero (te espero)
Cuando estas conmigo nunca tienes miedo (oh baby baby baby)
Un dia vas a ver quien es el mejor (oh oh) mamacita mamacita mamacita

[Baby Bash]
Lets keep it trill baby boo lets keep it honest
A chief like myself need a lil Pocahontas
to keep it A-1 mamacita that′s a promise
everyday my gurl Imma treat you like a goddess
cause everybody know every king need a queen
with that supa fly vibe and that high self esteem
cause everybody know every king need a queen
with that supa fly vibe and that high self esteem

[Hook]
Mamasita (mamacita)
Pensando en ti como yo te quiero (te quiero)
Mi corazon es para ti yo te espero (esperoooo)
Cuando estas conmigo nunca tienes miedo (tienes miedo ohohhh)
Un dia vas a ver quien es el mejor (mejor) mamacita
mamacita mamacita mamamcita yeaaaeya mamacita maaaaa

[Baby Bash]
What is it wha wha what is it
What is it wha wha what is it

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:08

Baby Bash - uga Suga

So tight...
So fly...
ya got me lifted...
ya got me lifted...

got me lifted shifted higher than the cieling, ohh we its the ultimate feeling, got me lifted
feeling so gifted suga how ya get so fly
suga suga how ya get so fly
suga suga how ya get so fly
suga suga how ya get so fly
suga suga how ya get so fly

you know leather when we ride
wood grain and raw hide
doin what we do watchin twins get high
girl you keep it so fly
witcha sweet hunnybuns
you was there when the moneys was gone
you′ll be there when the money comes
off the top I caint lie
i love to get blowed
you my lil suga i′m ya lil′ chulo
and every time we kick it
its off to the groovy
treat ya like my sticky icky
or my sweet ooie gooey
(for real though)

got me lifted shifted higher than the cieling, ohh we its the ultimate feeling, got me lifted
feeling so gifted suga how ya get so fly
suga suga how ya get so fly
suga suga how ya get so fly
suga suga how ya get so fly
suga suga how ya get so fly

(Verse 2)
I aint worried bout a thing
cuz i just hit me a lick
i got a fat sack and a super fly chick
and (uh uh) there aint naithin you could say to a playa′
cause doo wop, she fly like the planes in the air
thats right
shes full grown
settin the wrong tone
im diggin the energy and im lovin the o-zone
so fly
like a dove
so fly
like a raven
quick to politic wit some fly conversation
In a natural mood
cuz I′mm a natural dude
and we some natural fools
blowin out by the pool
she like my sexy cool mamma
with blades on her bareta
rockin′ Dolce Gabbana
with hydros
in a gupana

got me lifted shifted higher than the cieling, ohh weee its the ultimate feeling, got me lifted
feeling so gifted suga how ya get so fly
suga suga how ya get so fly
suga suga how ya get so fly
suga suga how ya get so fly
suga suga how ya get so fly

you know leather when we ride
wood grain and raw hide
doin what we do watchin twins get high
girl you keep it so fly
witcha sweet hunnybuns
you was there when the moneys was gone
you′ll be there when the money comes
off the top I caint lie
i love to get blowed
you my lil suga i′m ya lil′ chulo
and every time we kick it
its off to the groovy
treat ya like my sticky icky
or my sweet ooie gooey
(for real though)

for real yall

got me lifted shifted higher than the cieling, ohh we its the ultimate feeling, got me lifted
feeling so gifted suga how ya get so fly
suga suga how ya get so fly
suga suga how ya get so fly
suga suga how ya get so fly
suga suga how ya get so fly

so high
like im a star
so high
like im a star
so high like im a star
feelin so high like im a star

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:08

Baby Bash - What Is It

[Baby Bash in background]
[Sean Kingston] Bash
[Baby Bash] Tell me, what it do
Tell me, what it do
[Sean Kingston] Kingston (What is it)
[Baby Bash] What
What
What is it
[Sean Kingston] Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey

[Chorus:]
[Baby Bash] What is it
[Sean Kingston] Let me see you go mama, go mama
[Baby Bash] What is it
[Sean Kingston] Get your girls and pull on her show, mama
[Baby Bash] What is it
[Sean Kingston] Get it on the floor and dip it low, mama
[Baby Bash] What is it, what, what
What is it, what is it

[Repeat Chorus]

[Baby Bash]
[Verse 1]
I′m a holler back, then I pop my collar back
Girl, I see that
Da-da-da, dunk
I want all of that, follow that
Train man, follow that caboosey
Ain′t nathin′ in the world
Like some thick, and some juicy
She going downtown, cause her favorite DJ′s spinnin′
I′m all up in the door, so I′m already winnin′
I got a lot of women, but I′m way too choosey
And then I love my cake, like that Ricky love Lucy
On some peanut butter leather, with the wood so grainy
It must be raining dollars, cause she lookin′ so gravy
Sophisticasted lady, pop it to the end, what it do
What the busi′, baby girl, tell me what′s happenin′, what′s happenin′

[Repeat Chorus Twice]

[Pre-Verse: Baby Bash]
She move like she dancing on YouTube
The kind of chica that you really ain′t used to
Dame lo, dame lo, mami, shoot through
In my ear, talkin′ ′bout, I′m a do you

[Verse 2]
Everyone top-notch it
Everybody watch it
Ain′t no punk, when she pop, lock and drop it
Straight show stop it
Watching me perform
Got the Cyclone ringtone on the phone
I feel it on my body, baby, girl, I′m in the zone
Must be the goose mixed with a little ′Tron
She make it happen, Cap′n, feeling on me
We in the billin′ and we feeling like wee

[Repeat Chorus Twice]

[Hook: Sean Kingston]
What-da-da-dang
What-da-da-da-dang, hey
What-da-da-dang
What-da-da-da-dang, hey
What-da-da-dang
What-da-da-da-dang, hey
Listen to the sound, everybody go (Go)

[Repeat Hook]

[Repeat Chorus Twice]

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:07

Baby Bash - Cyclone

O-oh (O-oh)
O-oh (O-oh)
O-oh (O-oh)

Swanananani (nanani, nanani, nanani)

[Chorus]
She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
Just like a cyclone

She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
A mighty cyclone

Now look at that peppa′
On the back of that bumpa′
She aint even playin
When she′s shakin that ruppa′
And oh, you aint know?
She gets lower than a muffla′
Even with her girlfriends
Show stopping with a hustla′

The way she move her body
She might see the Maserati
She wanna put it on me
Tryna show me her tsunami
She make it hard to copy
Always tight, never sloppy
And got an entourage
And her own paparazzi

Now there she go again
Ridin through the stormy weatha′
You betta button up
If you wanna go get her
Cause it is what it is
Errybody wanna love her
But when she pop it boy
You better run for cover

[Chorus]
She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
Just like a cyclone

She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
A mighty cyclone

(It′s a wrap) when she break them boys off a typhoon
(It′s a wrap) gotta get that phatty like a boss tycoon
(It′s a wrap) now hold it steady cause she make a monsoon
(It′s a wrap) now you can Google, download the iTunes

See what I′m sayin
She aint playin
Yeah, she got them heads turnin
You gon′ hear it clack, clack
When them heels get to burnin
Stiletto so fuego
She got her own label
And got us all doin the tornado

[Chorus]
She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
Just like a cyclone

She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
A mighty cyclone

Shawty got looks (and)
Shawty got class
Shawty got hips (and)
Shawty got ass
When she hit the stage
She drop it down low, like
Eer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer

Ay
This is crazy
It′s amazing
It must be the way of the lady
Eer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer

[Chorus]
She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
Just like a cyclone

She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
A mighty cyclone

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Reer

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:07