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So tight, so fly
You got me lifted, you got me lifted [Frankie J.] You got me lifted shifted higher than the ceiling And ooh wee it’s the ultimate feeling You got me lifted feeling so gifted Suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? [Baby Bash] You know its leather when we ride Wood grain and raw hide Doing what we do, watching screens getting high Gurl you keep it so fly with your sweet hunnybuns You was there when the money was gone You’ll be there when the money comes Off top I can’t lie I love to get blowed You my lil’sugar, I’m yo little chulo And every time we kick it it’s all to the groovy Treat you like my sticky ickey or my sweet oowy goowy (fa real though) [Frankie J.] You got me lifted shifted higher than the ceiling And ooh wee it’s the ultimate feeling You got me lifted feeling so gifted Suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? [Baby Bash] Now I ain’t worried about a thang cause I just hit me a lick I got a fat sack and a superfly chick and uh uh there aint nathan you can say to a player Cause doowop, she fly like the planes in the air That’s right she’s full grown settin her own tone Im diggin her energy and im lovin her o-zone So fly like a dove so fly like a raven Quick to politic with some fly conversation In a natural mood and im a natural dude And we some natural fools blowin out by the pool She like my sexy-coo mama with blades on the berata Rockin Dolce’ Gubbana with hydro in tha cubana [Frankie J.] You got me lifted shifted higher than the ceiling And ooh wee it’s the ultimate feeling You got me lifted feeling so gifted Suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? [baby bash] You know its leather when we ride Wood grain and raw hide Doing what we do, watching screens getting high Gurl you keep it so fly with you sweet hunnybuns You was there when the money was gone You’ll be there when the money comes You know its leather when we ride Wood grain and raw hide Doing what we do, watching screens getting high Gurl you keep it so fly with you sweet hunnybuns You was there when the money was gone You’ll be there when the money comes (fa real though) [Frankie J.] You got me lifted shifted higher than a ceiling And ooh wee it’s the ultimate feeling You got me lifted feeling so gifted Suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? So high like I’m a star so high like I’m a star so high like I’m a star so high like I’m a star Azucar |
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| 2. |
| 5:16 |
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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 dodger 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 derby. feelin so worthy cuz my vacume lungs are like dat curby. and don't disturb me when i'm floatin to my foreign land. You no fo' sho' i keep my pipe in my weed hand. My weed hand is something i don't disrespect. 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. Puffin pepe lepew.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. Cause i'm as fly and you just had to go. cuz u dun cashed da bowl.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 disrespect 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 gone since way b4. 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 4.stayin high i'm on a note.u can smell da bong all on my clothes. man look at my eyes they bout to closed.I'm choken dudes up out hte room wit my weed hand in the sky. I'm stayin blowed off optomos 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 clock 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. |
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| 3. |
| 4:43 |
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Im standing on teh curb,
Puffinon the herb, Tryin get what a mother fucker deserve, Im trying to stay high, Tru to the trilla, Tryin to get richer cuz it all about them illaz, Im standing on teh curb, Puffin on the herb, Tryin get what a mother fucker deserve, Im trying to stay high, Tru to the trilla, Tryin to get richer cus it all about them illaz, Well that's the way I put it down, R&D we we faved teh clown, Purple essence all around, See me and my folks we blaze the pounds, Ain't no brown , It's all green, Playas know what the hell I mean, A whole new scheme, a whole new dream, I just got me a triple beam, From a dope feen, But he a homie though, Use to be a balla, Till he started using all his dough, Rock it up, Chop it up and a sack it u, All true to the rules may be, No fool you always actin up, And they know woofin, They loving what these fentles cookin, Thats why im jukin, That candy creme, wit that cash, and that mary jane, you know tha game, I gots to gets tha money man, (Chorus2x) My playz dreams are magical, My top notch game is valubable, Im stackin my mathematical, Cuz I just bumped me a badder hoe, A Las Vegas Nevada hoe, Strip Her into national, Some big old tits and ass an all, She lobes all by that grass I grow, Her schedule ain't flexible, They all libe in Mexico, Got a semi truck with hella blow, And he scats across the border hoe, That's why, the duck is coming buckets, Posted on teh gizzard, Blowing sweets like they gots trumpets, (Chorus 2x) Before I run out Let me be cocky cuz I have teh habit, That fluffy rabbit, That Purple puss, That white magic, It got them feening, For a mouth pieve that be poppin pees an, Got them sick and queezin, Can't let them haters be teh reason, You taking losses, Fuckin off ur credit that ain't cool, Then you wonder why these fool ride and blast at you, That's the game and the game gonna take a stride, It's baby bash, baby boy im come take a ride, (Chorus 2x) |
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| 4. |
| 4:42 |
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[YEAH, YEAH, UHH]
ITS SUCH A FILTHY GAME, ITS SUCH A DIRTY GAME, DA GAME DONT EVA CHANGE, MY IMAGE IS EVERYTHANG. [CHORUS TRANSLATED IN ENGLISH] You know my image as a pimp, it can be kind of hard to ignore, Because of my image, I might call you a hore You know my image as a pimp, it can be hard to accept, You gotta be open for some disresepect [BABY BASH] Word around town is I pop these P's, word around town is I hold these G's, word around town is I blow these trees, word around town is Baby Beesh, Pimpin' in high velocity, yall squares betta back up off me, Cuz we gonna do what the hell we do, Baby Bash the ghetto socrities, Gettin' all these keys at playa prices, Top notch ho by da name of Icess, Soak it up qick cuz da game is priceless, money and mackin' is nuttin nice bitch Im out in Ohio man I missed my trial, Feds after me cuz i serve this D, got blessed as Golden child [Chorus] [Oral Bee translated in english] I dominate the ladies, insult the ladies Some think that Oral Bee is badgering the ladies I massage some ladies…but keep it on the hush, I’m a pimp, shit, I’m not supposed to have no crush met this lady, she was off tha hook, A playa got hard off her sexy look, To my homies I said that she was crazy horny, And, like most bitches she was dumb and corny ..well, the truth is that this girl was mad intelligent, I wanted to follow her ass everywhere it went, Yeh suh! This mama turned me on, But then she met some slick-talkin’ playa and was gone, He was a nasty playa who called her a queen, Now, I can’t do that, I am a pimp-machine, ..sometimes I wish that pretty bitch still was mine, but, I got the image of a pimp, and I stay true to it all the time… [Chorus] [Third verse] Image of a pimp is wut I got, take a look at me girl I live it hard, I aint chose to rhyme my game is cold, million dollar mouth piece have you bringin doe, back to da daddy in a candy caddy, wit a half bag of afghanastani, Cuz me and Beesh see we blowin' big, cant help us now cuz we on it, Ohh look we slammin' da bom on it, Dont act like yo ass aint noticed it, im rollin' wit a bunch of hoggs, yall ready know they like to ball, I get paid fo sex give me the money on a daily basis, have yo ass on the track till 8 in da morning, Im a mack baby I aint savin' h0s. [Chorus] [Baby Bash] Blow one... Now wut it do, wut it do,is yo smokin' nephew Wut it do, wut it do,is yo smokin' nephew Wut it do, wut it do,is yo smokin' nephew |
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| 5. |
| 4:40 |
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I was thinkin' on the weekend that we could get a lil freaky
I could call some of my girlfriends (x2) Show me what that body do like Wanna do everything you like Your girl looking way cool, how bout we hook up tonight? Jacuzzi's, sweet hotel, dirty movies, oh that's well I'm such a freak, ooh la la, groove me w/ that tail Down and dirty, rough and rugged, dog nasty cause you love it She gonna kiss it you gonna rub it Livin out my fantasy, baby come and dance for me You got that candy cream, let me see you pull your pantie string Let your thong slide to the side, chica open wide and let us do that damn thang, baby girl you know thats right It's kinda vicious though, its kinda pimpish though This carmel coated candy cane is so delicious though. Chorus Show me what your body do You can bring your girlfriend too We can have a ron de vu Menage A Trois We can have a drink or two You can bring your girlfriend too We can keep it on the cool Menage A Trois (x2) I'll show you what my body do Put it on her then put it on you Little freaky ron de vu Yea we can keep it on the 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 the sheets in a perfect fantasy But chu need a man w/ stamina who can take two women to handle her Like a playa done took viagra, workin it till he see the sun Powder yea that nasty girl, testing me? I'll rock ya world Got skills like a pro and plus you know I got that bomb pearl So boo I'ma roll w/ chu, yea me and my home girl too We gonna take it to the room, so baby what it do? Chorus Let me see you break yo back Baby girl take all of that Let me see you break yo back Uh-oh i think she swallowed that I got the mirror on the top of my bed and got that magnum P.I. for the top of my head Let's keep it all to the -gravy, me and you lovely ladies Sippin hypnotic, gettin exotic, man it feels so crazy (x2) You know I like to watch You know I like to see I'm kinda freaky mama Oh baby please believe it (x2) Chorus(4x) |
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| 4:24 |
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(Sexy Eyes) They're so lovely,
(Sexy eyes) Make me wanna love ya (Sexy Eyes) Girl you’re lookin’ way cool tonight Oohh (Da da da da) Ya know I got the cognac, (Da da da da) And the phat bomb sack (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 vibePut you on the suga ride Smilin’ wit your pearly whites Sexy eyes Sexy waist Sexy each and every day Wanna put this thang up on ya Sexy mama wanna marry me 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 And I steal away to paradise When I look into your eyes, Mama very nice And we can do all type of thangs Rollin in them hips and I like to swang You know it’s makin to a trilla though Your sexy eyes are so spiritual [Chorus x1] The steelos and kamikazes Shrinin’ like Liberaci Smelling like Burberry Mi esi miagi It’s goin’ down like gravity Yo baby daddy mad at me And I throw these things so handily Caught me an assault and battery She still wanna love me like a playboy bunny Lookin’ like warm honey So classy and stunning Faithfully, she waits for me Like the real ones really do So gracefully she’s made for me And you know that’s on the cool Girl get your shine on like a candle in the wind Gotta keep my mind strong When I’m hammering within And one look is all it took Incredible thighs And one look is all it took Incredible eyes [Chorus x1] [x2] Time don’t wait for love And life don’t wait for a break in the weather It’s time for me and you to hook up Let’s get this thing together [Chorus x2] |
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| 3:51 |
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she love to watch me in the mirror when im doing my stabbin'
And she aint into punks, giving em' bruises and bumps and she know i blow big, so she be twisting my blunts thats real talk, comin from a real hog on the block she love the playboy lifestyle, the knots and the rocks and even tho sometime, it might seem strange she wouldn't trade it in, with none of the thangs (chorus) (Baby Bash) Well now she might of caught my ass like once or twice but she'd rather stick me, instead of rollin the dice cause she know im official, so why take a chance and end up with a over jealous sucka romance love to see me get the lap dance every now and then huh never fuck around with her stripper girlfriends huh now thats living like, who's the boss yeah she liking the money, but she lovin my sauce even tho she approached by them big time ballas she ain't having that cause ain't another like papa And her parents just dont understand What kind of man she in love with, but she dont give a damm so im laced up tight, cause i aint into laggin' iving in the fast lane, the game's nothin polite sleep all day, and grind all night someone she can get down with cus she dont mees with suckas she in love with a hustla, someone she could trust her (Baby Bash) and i know that she be feelin me lookin so good, little tight jeans on and G-strings on she dont be messin with them suckas she's in love with a hustla (chorus: Russell Lee) now thats living like, who's the boss yeah she liking the money, but she lovin my sauce even tho she approached by them big time ballas she ain't having that cause ain't another like papa And her parents just dont understand What kind of man she in love with, but she dont give a damm (chorus) one day we gon get it together One day we gon keep it together (4x) (chorus 2x) |
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| 8. |
| 3:44 |
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Low G)
Ghetto Soldier, I'm representin' from that Houston Second War, that be the place where I do my dirt Kickin' 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 LSR, I kept it real from the fuckin' start I stay strapped, cause my neighborhood is 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 j' s, your jacket, 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 strike Ghetto star, Greyhound is my fuckin' car Ghetto close, 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 maggets gon' be a magget, fagget's gon' be a fagget 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 wound and autographed it 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 cheifed, the way I like it You disrespect the clik, 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 fuck with punks, 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' (Chorus) |
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| 3:54 |
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So tight, so fly
You got me lifted, you got me lifted [Frankie J.] You got me lifted shifted higher than the ceiling And ooh wee it’s the ultimate feeling You got me lifted feeling so gifted Suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? [Baby Bash] You know its leather when we ride Wood grain and raw hide Doing what we do, watching screens getting high Gurl you keep it so fly with your sweet hunnybuns You was there when the money was gone You’ll be there when the money comes Off top I can’t lie I love to get blowed You my lil’sugar, I’m yo little chulo And every time we kick it it’s all to the groovy Treat you like my sticky ickey or my sweet oowy goowy (fa real though) [Frankie J.] You got me lifted shifted higher than the ceiling And ooh wee it’s the ultimate feeling You got me lifted feeling so gifted Suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? [Baby Bash] Now I ain’t worried about a thang cause I just hit me a lick I got a fat sack and a superfly chick and uh uh there aint nathan you can say to a player Cause doowop, she fly like the planes in the air That’s right she’s full grown settin her own tone Im diggin her energy and im lovin her o-zone So fly like a dove so fly like a raven Quick to politic with some fly conversation In a natural mood and im a natural dude And we some natural fools blowin out by the pool She like my sexy-coo mama with blades on the berata Rockin Dolce’ Gubbana with hydro in tha cubana [Frankie J.] You got me lifted shifted higher than the ceiling And ooh wee it’s the ultimate feeling You got me lifted feeling so gifted Suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? [baby bash] You know its leather when we ride Wood grain and raw hide Doing what we do, watching screens getting high Gurl you keep it so fly with you sweet hunnybuns You was there when the money was gone You’ll be there when the money comes You know its leather when we ride Wood grain and raw hide Doing what we do, watching screens getting high Gurl you keep it so fly with you sweet hunnybuns You was there when the money was gone You’ll be there when the money comes (fa real though) [Frankie J.] You got me lifted shifted higher than a ceiling And ooh wee it’s the ultimate feeling You got me lifted feeling so gifted Suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? Suga suga how you get so fly? So high like I’m a star so high like I’m a star so high like I’m a star so high like I’m a star Azucar |
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| 10. |
| 5:28 |
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Chorus
We deep!Yes suh! We creep! yes suh! WE throwed. we blowed. uh huh yes suh. we fly yes suh no lie yes suh. off the drank and the dank so high. Verse 1 its my arrival and my survival I'm skin' higher than mesiagh and his bible. watch fo dat rifle watch fo dat psycho. ya breezies choosen and she lookin kinda tight yo now if you talk that talk betta walk that walk dont let this pretty face fool ya cause I'm a savage like a dallas maverick got nephews that will do ya snatch that jersey off yo skeleton wit the quickness and if its wall to wall you betta gaurd yo jaw we handle that buisseness servin this game like tennis we up in dis mean muggin crackin the fuck up at them squares dream thuggin rap by ? blowin on trees cousin. Nick is sticky in the payne tricky in the tank and dont miss me wit dat dank 5 fronted in the street equals 65 G's in the jordan Breifcase like that boy from the P its bigger than showbiz so i'm stayin focused when they holla at the club much them bows is? (CHORUS) VERSE 2 I remember when my thug showed me how to slang heat how the man funna talkman we gon bring beat this what i'm goin through this what i stand fo thuggin aint that leagal but doin what I can bro but i sound small as amens i'm raw as amens i pop wit lift mics and bitch press hens damn hes all in it seen niggas bawl in it bawl otta tennisand story we know all about it niggas mad at the game it aint showin no love yeah its cold nigga deal wit it show 'em you thug havin partnas in prison and a few dead friends was the streets way of showin me two dead ends then the beats got tha showin me you could make ends goin hard in the pank went ta pussy fo a skank one thug that had was in that bar bash in tha manilla world comin fo dat ass yes suh (CHORUS) I'm jus a mack man i'm just a mack man and if its crackin where ya mackin where you at man i'm just a mack man and if its crackin where ya mackin where you at man i'm just a mack man i'm just a mack man and if its crackin where ya mackin where you at man i'm just a mack man i'm just a mack man and if its crackin where ya mackin where you at man (CHORUS x4) |
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| 11. |
| 4:09 |
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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 please don't let my knowledge pass you by 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 dolla from his pocket and said youngin' ima give it a try I said hold up pops, I ain't forget about the knowledge 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 adjust you son And I trust you mom But that doesn't change my lust for fun, wanna bust my gun Wasn't much to some, didn't measure up to most started barkin 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 sleep and slip into silence Shot guns fired, choppers and sirens Spotlight shinin, flashin on the glance At a boy without a chance and the devil in his hands I'm just sayin though, livin my life the way I'm supposed to I'm just sayin though, chasin the dreams... I'm just sayin though same thing that will make you laugh will make you cry That's the way it go man, why ask why I'm just sayin though take me away from my frustrations I'm just sayin though teach me to use my imagination I'm just sayin though same thing that will make you laugh will make you cry That's how it go man, why ask why Chorus |
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| 12. |
| 4:51 |
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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 girl give it to me. Man wut a quickie stab it wit a stifie bust a bigga nut than Peter Pan and Jiffy. Give me a lil licky huggy kissie kissie And off last night I'm still a little wiggy Forgive my gah 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 sizzel choriso con huevos 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 frio 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 sayint hou Wuts da deal wut em otha boys playin fo Holla Holla all mighty 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 |
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| 4:16 |
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(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 AND 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 WE 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 riddANCE 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. |
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| 4:22 |
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LSR...
I'm still high as I ride in my 7 duece coupe deville, yall soldiers know my truth be ill. Now with these visions and these bad thoughts runnin through my mind, (can't) stop the clock, see I'm runnin out of time. And as I, tell myself, I'm a changed man, dressed in black out to jack me a game plan. Situation critical, it's called creepy physical, Hella cold, I'm a BO put off in hella old. Plus it's hard to focus, when you crooked and hopeless, I ain't home, but my mama don't notice. Nationwide with thugs, locc'd out it's just us, with the feds and the police out to bust us. (That's right) The most prominent, see we stay dominate, and stay wicked, and plus we keep it explicit, Abducted by the streets see it's hard to manage, end up on my block saying we the savage. [Chorus 1] So you made a little money OH WOW, what the f*ck yo punk a$$ finna do now... So you roll on 24's OH WOW, what the f*ck yo punk a$$ finna do now... So you pimped a few ho's OH WOW, what the f*ck yo punk a$$ finna do now... So you earned a few stripes OH WOW, what the f*ck yo punk a$$ finna do now... I hear you rappin bout the streets, talkin bout pushin deal, when most of yall never seen a triple beam scale, runnin from weed smell, runnin from dank smoke, then you get on the mic, talkin bout you been chokin? Ya lame as mark, buy some heart with yo chump change, don't make me start, cold hearted droppin punk names, you run thangs? maybe, in yo back yard, you act hard round here you gonna get smacked hard. Baby bash cross game, that's a negative, with savage dreams on my mind so repetative, let it live, let it go, playa do or die, cuz fools on my side will tell the other fool to ride, down to do what I gotta do, to satisfy the man in me, I pull illicit things, my family ain't understandin me, so while I have kids beatin up on the door, I'm gonna crack up and smoke with a corona. [Chorus 2] So you got a platinum grill OH WOW, what the f*ck yo punk a$$ finna do now... So you got a record deal OH WOW, what the f*ck yo punk a$$ finna do now... So you pack a few gats OH WOW, what the f*ck yo punk a$$ finna do now... You fell in love with yo bitch OH WOW, what the f*ck yo punk a$$ finna do now... The day I wake up, blaze up, lace my J's up, try to make a couple stacks fo' the days up, Hustle hard ni**a, that's how I live, only fuckin with fans, my ni**as and relatives, And I dress fly, all clean and keep a fat knot, for supplying all the beats to the have-nots, HP you ain't knowin I run this, so stop braggin, won't kill what you don't bitch. Or watch your grill hoe, I'll have you iced out, you beat grills with your mutha f*ckin lights out, lame ni**a, we ain't worried about yo salary, get off them pills and come back to reality... [Chorus 1] So you made a little money OH WOW, what the f*ck yo punk a$$ finna do now... So you roll on 24's OH WOW, what the f*ck yo punk a$$ finna do now... So you pimped a few ho's OH WOW, what the f*ck yo punk a$$ finna do now... So you earned a few stripes OH WOW, what the f*ck yo punk a$$ finna do now... |
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oh its that man again,yeah,baby bash thats him,with the game so deep you goin have to swim,now check your stop watch,forward,check the time i be reckin cuz every second i be repin,hustlin 24/7,never get caught in same spot twice,cuz thats fashion,make my guest apperience baby boy,then im smashin,swiss on the accelerator,pimpin with no alligators,player i dont need them fuck bullshit.
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| 4:29 |
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This is aint nothing new to me
Look at what they do to me Need to Chill, try to stop Did dirt with it, now I gotta buy tha chop (FIRSTVERSE) I'm with my momma rant-a-car with ten and a half pounds No DL's, an endless amount of rounds With my mind on my mansion, I'm smashin about the town You thought I was a hog? Wait till I clown now Basha with me, believe me, disturbin three for the fifty And I wish a mutha fucker would try to get with me 'cos I'm nifty with the milly when the torch is on And Play every play like its fourth and long Now when the horse is gone, I beat the shit out the pig It dont take much, to split a fools wig See im only one shot from making the headlines So quick nigga, got quarters and dead lines Shakin the bed time, they checking my barcode A.T.F, I.N.S and the US Marshal And this is aint nathin new to me Capitalize on opportunity (Uh!) And this is aint nathin new to me Capitalize on opportunity (Which way did he go?) (Which way did he go?) (Which way did he go?) (CHORUS) This is aint nothing new to me Look at what they do to me Need to Chill, try to stop Did dirt with it now I gotta buy tha chop This is aint nothing new to me Look at what they do to me Need to Chill, try to stop Did dirt with it now I gotta buy tha chop (SECOND VERSE) This old shit aint new to me I'm rockin stolen jewelry Try to chill so I leave the bay Did dirt with it now I gotta keep the K Bash a dude's wig over baby bash He my smokin nephew, we be checkin brazin cash We kept G's on the omni floor Put the bloody bills with the Tommy in the drawer Tell mummy with the rock, break a lil a 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 teck I thought you knew I'm a vet Let loose and threw up my set A-W-A-X to Latex Glove on my left hand can only mean death mayne. (CHORUS) This is aint nothing new to me Look at what they do to me Need to Chill, try to stop Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop This is aint nothing new to me Look at what they do to me Need to Chill, try to stop Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop (THIRD VERSE) Now it's that pimpin ass Gringo Bitch is you single? I spit heat, hit the street, stack em out the window Bay area lingo, iz what a playa blessed with Ten shots with his own spots is all I ever messed with So if you broke, I aint even hearda ya Come around me again and ima murder ya I need some loot, so watch how I take ya town A bitch wanna hold me, I track her down Get up in the brain, take over the soul 4 G's a night, I'm ready to roll A big long black hella beat in the trunk Baby kick back its hella heat for the funk A dare a mutha fucker, a step to the low One too many drinks, now he's gettin a roll So??? Tell them get this It's JT, I'm a dog when I spit this (CHORUS) This is aint nothing new to me Look at what they do to me Need to Chill, try to stop Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop This is aint nothing new to me Look at what they do to me Need to Chill, try to stop Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop |
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| 3:47 |
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[Hook:]
Yeah that’s my shorty (my shorty) doo wop (doo wop) Yeah that’s my shorty doo wop (I love them things she do) Yeah that’s my shorty doo wop (I love them things she do) And I can’t wait to be alone with you (baby) [Baby Bash:] I bet you never seen a shorty so fly Pushing candy paint with the chrome chopping by Throwing up playa waves to my partnas on the block They all show love to my shorty doo wop In the juicy fruit jeans bumpin 3-15’s Living every fantasy a ghetto girl dreams Watch her swing and bang as she bend another corner Looking way cool coming thru with the dosure Now after two honey blunts I discovered the buzz I’ma call her shorty she gon call me her love Thru the thick of it all she accepted collect calls When her daddy got caught up by the law [Hook:] Yeah that’s my shorty (my shorty) doo wop (doo wop) yeah that’s my shorty doo wop (I love them things she do) Yeah that’s my shorty doo wop (I love them things she do) And I can’t wait (I can’t wait) to be alone with you (baby) [Baby Bash:] For real though for real though for real though She the girl in the movie and I’m the hero Stuck with me when I violated p-role And came up when she started with zero Baby Bash Latino Robert de Niro She got with me cause her hubby was a weirdo And yes sir she looking so mighty mighty Love me cause I’m fresh and clean and so tighty There’s a piece to the puzzle the grind the hustle Respect when I’m good and love me when I’m in trouble And yes sir, oh no, yes sir she looking so throwed [Hook:] Yeah that’s my shorty (my shorty) doo wop (doo wop) yeah that’s my shorty doo wop (I love them things she do) Yeah that’s my shorty doo wop (I love them things she do) And I can’t wait to be alone with you (baby) [Bridge:] I can’t wait (I cant wait) to be alone with you (to be alone with you girl) Cause you’re the only one who do the freaky things you do You keep me feeling high you keep my drama low (ohh) Yeah I’m your shorty boy (my shorty girl) but you already know [Hook:] Yeah that’s my shorty (that’s my shorty) doo wop (doo wop) yeah that’s my shorty (that’s my shorty) doo wop Yeah that’s my shorty (that’s my shorty) doo wop (doo wop) And I can’t wait (I can’t wait) to be alone (baby) |
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