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(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" (Bobby Bland:) "Oh, no, no, baby" (Verse 1: Baby Bash) 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! (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! |
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| 2. |
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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 Try na 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:] (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 mon soon (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] Shawty got looks (and) Shawty got class Shawty got hips (and) Shawty got a** 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] Eer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer Eer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer Eer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer Reer Oh |
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| 3. |
| 3:39 |
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(feat. Paula DeAnda)
I'll be your supa chic I'll be your supa chic Woo One of them one's J to the R J to the R Super duper, super bad, super fly Super duper, super bad, super fly Whatever you want, whatever you need Call me, yeah And I'll be there for you (as quick as can be) I'll be your super chic I'll be your super chic I'll be your super chic And I'm a be Whatever you want, whatever you need Call me, yeah And I'll be there for you (as quick as can be) I'll be your super chic I'll be your super chic I'll be your super chic And I'm a be as quick as can be I need a supa chic Your love is supa sick Your supa powers They ain't know who they foolin' with I need a supa chic Your love is supa sick Your supa powers They ain't know who they foolin' with Hold up, let's get it right I ain't got no kryptonite But I bet I spent a grip tonight Let's dip and hit the strip to night We only live once and we ain't pushin the daisies (? ), put your cape on and save me She said, "Shorty, where your body hurt? " Fresh off Bath and Body Works She smell so good and edible Her super love is incredible Them super villains gon' hate it 'Cause they love is overrated Misery loves company So I guess we keep them motivated Look up in the sky It's a bird, it's a plane Your love is super strong that will never ever change Now uh, oh, oh Yeah-eh-eh-eh Ne-eh-eh-ever Whatever you want, whatever you need Call me, yeah And I'll be there for you (as quick as can be) I'll be your super chic I'll be your super chic I'll be your super chic And I'm a be Whatever you want, whatever you need Call me, yeah And I'll be there for you (as quick as can be) I'll be your super chic I'll be your super chic I'll be your super chic And I'm a be as quick as can be I need a supa chic Your love is supa sick Your supa powers They ain't know who they foolin' with I need a supa chic Your love is supa sick Your supa powers They ain't know who they foolin' with Now swanging, banging in the diamond lane Keep paid off this rhyming thang Candy-coated (? ) I keep my honeys shining, man I'm looking for my supa chic Driving around in my supa whip Super tight and super thick Hold me tight with that supa grip Look up in the sky It's a bird, it's a plane Your love is super strong that will never ever change Now uh, oh, oh Yeah-eh-eh-eh Ne-eh-eh-ever Whatever you want, whatever you need Call me, yeah And I'll be there for you (as quick as can be) I'll be your super chic I'll be your super chic I'll be your super chic And I'm a be Whatever you want, whatever you need Call me, yeah And I'll be there for you (as quick as can be) I'll be your super chic I'll be your super chic I'll be your super chic And I'm a be as quick as can be I love my fenny, fenny And you all ready, ready I love my fenny, fenny And you all ready, ready I need my supa chic I love my fenny, fenny And you all ready, ready I love my fenny, fenny And you all ready, ready I need my supa chic I'm a be your get tonight Promsie, boy, no kryptonite I'm a set you free You'll have a supa friend in need Whatever you want, whatever you need Call me, yeah And I'll be there for you (as quick as can be) I'll be your super chic I'll be your super chic I'll be your super chic And I'm a be Whatever you want, whatever you need Call me, yeah And I'll be there for you (as quick as can be) I'll be your super chic I'll be your super chic I'll be your super chic And I'm a be as quick as can be |
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(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} (Verse 1: Baby Bash) 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 (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 (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 (Chorus) |
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| 5. |
| 3:22 |
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[Sean Kingston}
Lemme see ya go mama go mamma Get your girls and put on a show mama Get it on the floor dip it low mama(x2) [Baby Bash] I'm a holla back when I pop my collar back Girl I see that dunka dun dunk I want all of dat Follow dat train mane follow that caboosie Ain't nothin in the world like some thick and some juicy She goin downtown cuz her favorite DJ's spinnin I'm all up in the door so I'm already winnin I got a lotta women but I'm way too choosy And man I love my cake like that Ricky love Lucy On some peanutbutter leather with the wood so grainy It must be rainin dollars cuz she's lookin so gravy Sophisticated lady poppin till the end what it do what it is Baby girl tell me what's hannenin [Sean Kingston] Lemme see ya go mama go mamma Get your girls and put on a show mama Get it on the floor dip it low mama(x2) [Baby Bash] She move like she dancing on youtube The kinda chica that you really ain't used to Dame lo dame lo momma shoot through In my ear talkin bout Imma do you Everyone top notchin, everybody watchin Ain't no punk when she pop lock and drop it Straight show stoppin watchin me perform Got the cyclone ringtone on the phone I'm feelin on my body baby girl I'm in the zone Must be the goose mixed with a lil trone She make it happin cappin feelin on me We in the bentley and we feelin like yeee [Sean Kingston] Lemme see ya go mama go mamma Get your girls and put on a show mama Get it on the floor dip it low mama(x2) |
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| 6. |
| 4:03 |
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Yea Yea mamacita chicanita in a fly way혚Ronnie Ray혚what is it
[Hook(Marcos)] 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 [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 Im your rock and your stone (it feels right) me and you sharing a star (its real tight) and nothings gonna tear us apart (so true) I'm feelin like im heavenly blessed (what it dooo) me and you to put the love to the test its so crazy when someone understands your mood with and open invitation that I cant refuse girl you never have to worry when my hands with you cherry pie its so bomb and I cant diffuse [Hook(Marcos)] 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) [Bash] I can be your other half baby Im yo soul mate I can keep you cozy cus 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 cus I know just what you need you need some high definition in yo l-i-f-e I know whats on yo mind and ill be patient ill be waiting for a very long time [Hook(Marcos)] 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 [Bash] Lets keep it trill baby boo lets keep it honest a chief like myself need a lil Pocahontas to keep it A-1mamacita that's a promise everyday my gurl Imma treat you like a goddess cus everybody know every king need a queen with that supa fly vibe and that high self esteem cus everybody know every king need a queen with that supa fly vibe and that high self esteem [Hook(Marcos)] 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 [Bash] What is it wha wha what is it What is it wha wha what is it |
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| 7. |
| 3:20 |
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[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 |
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| 8. |
| 4:44 |
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(feat. Chingo Bling and Lucky)
Spreewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin His spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop My spreewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin His spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop Spreewells spinnin... my spreewells spinnin, spinnin, spinnin You know da ese keep right now I ain't playin with dem Bently coupe drop down while you see da spreewells spin Now see we choppin it up got the henny in da cup Clean white tee tucked and I ain't givin it a fuck King diamonds for the wify, 15 karats for da soulja truck Blow to da bone 2.2 pearly gold and I'm still sewing it down Moon roof to da back bently coupe blowin it out rock juice Like a electric guitar, bounce to da sky like I'm tryna shoot The stars and when I say what I do and I say what I've done You don't wanna see me back cause, listen and my Spreewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin, my spreewells Spinnin, spinnin, on chrome my spreewells spinnin, His spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop My spreewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin His spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop Spreewells spinnin... my spreewells spinnin spinnin spinnin Now that's me coming with dem playa made mexicans that's baby Bash on dat ass thankin presidents some call her baby squirrel Like cash money benjamins I'm in the zone off that chrome in yo Residence look like I'm skatin, big ballin n heavy weightin the Trunk rida n look at that the speaker's quakin and I ain't fakin Like half the rappers in da nation so many trees look at the leaves That I be rakin and like inflation I'm bubblin up to get the bacon With the poundin and the gang n drink while ya'll procastin I'm off the cova yea a fighta and a lova you want some sauce come See ya boss about some butta Spreewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin, my spreewells Spinnin, spinnin, on chrome my spreewells spinnin, His spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop My spreewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin His spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop Spreewells spinnin... my spreewells spinnin spinnin spinnin Chop chop you know it don't stop the spreewells keep spinnin And my trunks on pop, chop chop you know it don't stop the Spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop and I stay ridn Clean, driven screens yellow diamonds all on my ring keep some Style on my team speed under my driver seat diamonds spinnin Like my head after I dicoptined lucky I don't spend the rent Tell them folks to cut a check likes to get floss on I'm a boss son ten thousand on chrome paper grew n died long I ain't fuckin with it boy pimpin been pimpin long rims paid Fo J.O.B in A-town I don't rest in gettin chips outta strippa Mexicans stay dough n da game ain't free wheels spin like ceilin fans Wood grain up in my hand pocket full of benjamens You spend as much on tires cause you don't want beef with my ese These ain't no babynay shoes this is chingo bling shoes so Baby mama wipe me down my wet back with tissues go to old school Had to throw some urnge on dat hoe bought a 18 wheeler Had to throw some birds on dat hoe this n like that each wheel on relax Ain't no masa like that with the last name on the back got the 4 folks Pokin candy paint soakin H-town to mexico back of the oakland at night time I'm lookin I got my cowboy hat grill is warm stove and oven masa I'm a Double that they lookin for cause they don't like beaners how much naga can I pull if I ride these spinna's On chrome, my spreewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin, My spreewells spinnin, my spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop My spreewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin On chrome, my spreewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin, My spreewells spinnin, my spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop My spreewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin chop chop you know it don't stop On chrome, my spreewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin, My spreewells spinnin, my spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop My spreewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin |
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| 9. |
| 4:28 |
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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) 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 (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) 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 (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 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 |
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| 4:40 |
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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 Iti쥀 True Ronny Ray You As Cool As A Shade I Said Ya Whati쥀 Goin On Thati쥀 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 Doni쥁 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] |
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| 11. |
| 4:26 |
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I wish it could be like it use to, use to, use to
I wish it could be like it use to, use to, use to Baby after all of that I don't think I'm coming back Tell me what would you do, you do, you do? Things ain't like they use to be baby girl you're losing me I wish it could be like it use to, use to, use to Baby after all of that I don't think I'm coming back Tell me what would you do, you do, you do? Well now the thrill is long gone The feelin is all wrong Got me feelin uncomfortable all in my own home And your ring tone song deleted from my phone And danm I use to love that song when it came on And no this ain't about no new company It's just time for you to do you and me to do me And you know, and you know That I know, that I know That we don't belong together no more And even though the memories still make me wanna believe The facts I gotta face em It's over it's history Cause you know We gotta breath and I don't wanna deceive A lie or get it twisted so baby I gotta leave. I wish it could be like it use to, use to, use to I wish it could be like it use to, use to, use to Baby after all of that I don't think I'm coming back Tell me what would you do, you do, you do? Things ain't like they use to be baby girl you're losing me I wish it could be like it use to, use to, use to Baby after all of that I don't think I'm coming back Tell me what would you do, you, do you do? The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone, the thrill is gone The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone, the thrill is gone The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone Well now I wish there was a way I could turn back the clock When the loven was so hot Good to the last drop And I wish there was a way I could rewind the time Wait before the tears and the years on the grind Now you lookin at me crazy every time you hear my phone ring Use to get along better back when we was homies Use to keep it low key now we fight in public Argue about anything and every single subject So now I think it's better if we just keep it movin I won't trip off you and you won't trip off what I'm doin Cause baby this ain't crackin like it use to be I think you just got a little use to me I wish it could be like it use to, use to, use to I wish it could be like it use to, use to, use to Baby after all of that I don't think I'm coming back Tell me what would you do, you do, you do? Things ain't like they use to be baby girl you're losing me I wish it could be like it use to, use to, use to Baby after all of that I don't think I'm coming back Tell me what would you do, you do, you do? The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone, the thrill is gone The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone, the thrill is gone The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone Well now I wish there was a way I could turn back the clock When the loven was so hot Good to the last drop And I wish there was a way I could rewind the time Wait before the tears and the years on the grind I don't wanna say it but you know what I'm thinking And we should be apart Now it's over like a holiday I don't wanna say it but you know what I'm thinking And we should be apart Now it's over I wish it could be like it use to, use to, use to I wish it could be like it use to, use to, use to Baby after all of that I don't think I'm coming back Tell me what would you do, you do, you do? Things ain't like they use to be baby girl you're losing me I wish it could be like it use to, use to, use to Baby after all of that I don't think I'm coming back Tell me what would you do, you do, you do? The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone, the thrill is gone The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone, the thrill is gone The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone, the thrill is gone, The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone, the thrill is gone, The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone, the thrill is gone, The thrill is gone |
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| 3:52 |
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(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 (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 (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' (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 |
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You embarrassing us
Take that monkey shit off You embarrassing us Now everybody gon' do it, y'all know what's up Look on my face, and it's called the mean mug Everybody gon' do it when they step up in the club Mask on tight, and it's called the mean mug Now everybody gon' do it, I practice looking hard Mamis, hood rats, even super bad broads Everybody gon' do it, man, y'all know what it is Face in ya face and we do it like this Mug on mad dawg like I'm ready to box But I ain't trippin' past the women and some Henny on the rocks I got a whole lot of credit and my pennies is long I put a thizz on my face and bob my head to the song Fall through the door with a smirk, haters feelings gettin' hurt 'Cause I pulled that main skirt, Mac Dre on my shirt You know we fixin' to perk, face lookin' like I Just smelled some grand daddy purp' Purp', you see, I like where I'm at but I love where I'm goin' I'm leaving with a half breed Mexican and Samoan She super bad, stuntin' hard, mean mug on her grill Countin' feri', already steady huggin' the wheel Now everybody gon' do it, y'all know what's up, look On my face, and it's called the mean mug Everybody gon' do it when they step up in the club Mask on tight, and it's called the mean mug Now everybody gon' do it, I practice looking hard Mamis, hood rats, even super bad broads Everybody gon' do it, man, y'all know what it is Face in ya face and we do it like this What you lookin' at, bitch (Bitch) Pimp C (Nigga) (Ho) I said, what I said and back it up with the (Trigger) All you (Pussy niggas) Scary, if you mad say my name You a Playstation (Nigga) I don't play no (Fuckin') Games (Games) I ain't comin' for the fame (Bitch) I came to get some money (Money) Like magic green, for the cream, goin' for the honey (Honey) See that rabbit trick Trix offer, get my neck so sunny (Sunny) My ring's so sick Got your (Bitch pussy) Runnin' (Pussy) Runnin' Got your car on my earlobe (Bitch, lobe, bitch) You a star, but this a real (Ho bitch, ho bitch) You a new (Pussy nigga) Tryin' to battle with us Take that monkey (Shit) Off, you embarrassing us Now everybody gon' do it, y'all know what's up, look On my face, and it's called the mean mug Everybody gon' do it when they step up in the club Mask on tight, and it's called the mean mug Now everybody gon' do it, I practice looking hard Mamis, hood rats, even super bad broads Everybody gon' do it, man, y'all know what it is Face in ya face and we do it like this I got a mirror, man, I might just lookin' meaner I 'bout to walk up to ya gang, I'm knockin' out the leader I know it's ugly, right, no Freddy Krueger mask Somebody told us we look like we 'bout to whoop a ass So I told them this everybody gon' do it The look on my face came out a scary movie We'll show you how to do it, start lookin' hella mad Start gettin' hella crunk, start goin' hella bad Even though the fine girls make you look real good Sweat drippin', teeth grittin', that's that peel look You could be a square or you could be a thug It don't matter what you is, let me see you mean mug Now everybody gon' do it, y'all know what's up, look On my face, and it's called the mean mug Everybody gon' do it when they step up in the club Mask on tight, and it's called the mean mug Now everybody gon' do it, I practice looking hard Mamis, hood rats, even super bad broads Everybody gon' do it, man, y'all know what it is Face in ya face and we do it like this Mean muggin', mean muggin' Mean muggin', mean muggin' (Now everybody gon' do it) Mean muggin', mean muggin' Mean muggin', mean muggin' (Now everybody gon' do it) |
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