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(Eva:)
To think that a man as famous as you are
Could love a poor little nothing like me

[Chorus:]
(Eva:)
I wanna be a part of B.A.
Buenos
This is how the game is supposed to be 
I got tha guts of a nigga doin’ burglaries 
Cool like I’m cuttin’ up a surgery 
B.A. for tha niggaz that
stop ya flow
Oh- B.A. on tha mic correct
I’m gettin of on tha track we can earn respect
I drop it down when tha style is free
We gettin hot on tha mic
games alright, didn't I?
I already know what cooks, how the dirty city feels and looks
I tasted it last night, didn't I?

I'm gonna be a part of B.A.
Where my father worked
And his father before him
I have a B.A. but laid off seven months ago
It's been hard tough like so many others
But I still
Remain gettin' change but the motto is still the same 
B.A. got the ultimate brains breakin' the chains
Ordained in the gospel of rap - preachin' the facts
but it's really rap money
Twenty  for a hoe and that's really trap money

B.A.
Blue lights flashin, checkin out my mansion
Gangster so flashy,
shawty blew u off but at B.A. she’s steady blowin’ kisses
son it ain’t my fault you played yourself and lookin like a fool
Imma break it down for all
at home 
I may, to a different time zone 
You can kiss me 
Hey, girl 
What's your name? I'm B.A. 
Girl, quit your plane 
We'll have champagne 
We'll
to a different time zone
You can kiss me
Hey, girl
What's your name? I'm B.A.
Girl, quit your plane
We'll have champagne
We'll spray our day
Then wake up
away
She says I should go to school to get my B.A.
But me, I want to be a DJ
My friends say it isn't normal if I don´t want to touch that stuff
But I
will make the world amazing
And finally my daddy can understand me a little better
See why I gave up my B.A. for another set of letters
'Cause if he
pack abstract apparatus
Rhyme with more attitude than B.A. Baracus
Flyin at night, writin the white lines
Your shit ain't workin like Slick Rick's
the haters tryin’ to hold me down
I’m goin’ through the worst to represent this sound
Fuck ya company ‘cuz they don’t really respect me
Don’t care about B.A.
Don’t trip B.A. you that next 
Nigga to come down tha moment is cherished 
I got tha L.A. weed now i need some Paris 
Need some weed from Paris (x2)
Where the yah!  B.A. Plus
But ain't yo sista Suga-T? (Suga-T)
Ain't you the one that say Sprinkle Me (Sprinkle Me)
I loves me some Forty-Ridah
I seen
from Hell, cops at 21 Dump St
You talk tough, then why you shaking like maracas?
Put a gun in your hand, you won't murder like B.A. Baracus
I need
Where the yah!  B.A. Plus
But ain't yo sista Suga-T? (Suga-T)
Ain't you the one that say Sprinkle Me (Sprinkle Me)
I loves me some Forty-Ridah
I seen
niggaz that'll have ya noddin' like ya hopped out 
3 Time for the O-A-Kiz-a 
We folks all day 
Ager, Sneek an the B.A. 
Put him in the trunk wit
the pool tonight
So who go stop us?
The A-Team, B.A. Baracus
She tweetin’ a picture to put on lockers
So turn around and shake it just like a pair
CC
Drummachine im Cockpit, Subwoofer von AMG
Ich bin Udo Zwack, Breakdance DJ
An der Wand hängt mehr Gold als am Hals von B.A.

Das hier ist 'n
niggaz that'll have ya noddin' like ya hopped out 
3 Time for the O-A-Kiz-a 
We folks all day 
Ager, Sneek an the B.A. 
Put him in the trunk wit