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Maths [In the Style of deadmau5] [Instrumental Version] (Deluxe Tracks Pro) · Hey Hey Hey (Pop Another Bottle) (Laurent Wéry) · Hey Hey Hey (Pop Another Bottle) (Laurent Wéry) · Hey! Hey! Hey! (Rhoda Scott) · Hey, Hey, Baby Let's Party! (Bruce Channel) · Hey Baby, Hey Crazy (Dill) · Hey Hey [Dennis Ferrer's Attention Vocal Mix] (Dennis Ferrer) · Hey! Baby (And Other Songs About Your Baby) (Bruce Channel) · Baby Baby Baby (Jimmy Witherspoon) · Baby Baby Baby (Jimmy Witherspoon) – and 90 other albums »


don't want it on the rocks I want my lovin straight up

Well my baby don't love me hey don't you see
Straight no chaser is alright by me
Don't mix it
don't want it on the rocks I want my lovin straight up

Well my baby don't love me hey don't you see
Straight no chaser is alright by me
Don't mix it
But if I did, baby, it would look like this

I said eat, sleep, love you, repeat
Or a little drinkin’ in the mix and I’ll be like sweet
If it’s alright
(hey)
You know they thick from the STL to the A~Town
Hey now (hey, hey), hey now (hey)
Let me help you with dem jeans
Baby lay down

[Chorus]
Daum
(Hey, hey) hey now (hey)
You know they thick from the STL to the A-Town
Hey now (Hey, hey) hey now (hey)
Let me help you with dem jeans
Baby, lay down
tal'n bout, switch everything nigga
Paint switching, no teams
We ain't switching teams baby, ha already
It's Color Changin' Click, hey Mix Tape Messiah
They played something
They made something
Brand new baby blues machine
Brass tacks, duct tape
For the great escape
Packed in there like sardines
Hey 1-2-3, everybody feel free
Hey 4-5-6, move on straight to the mix
Hey 7-8-9, let's do it one more time
Hey ready-set-go, the beat will never
Hey now, hey, hey, hey now, hey
Let me help you with dem jeans, baby, lay down

Damn, girl, how you get all o' that in dem jeans?
Dem jeans, how you get
sweatly clothes, pile up in this joint
Stand up by themselves at this point
It's so filthy now baby I can't lie
I wipe my feet before I go outside
I
Hey doorman,
Tell 'em line up the cris,
I put my money on the roof and crush this bitch,
You niggas keep wavin' them wrists,
I put my money
Backwood roll tight
Belvedere cranberry juice mix light
Under 30% tint ridin' bent
Doin' a quarter
Smokin' on what grow under water
My life in order
You know
shit, it'd be like drama (yeah)
And you might get tripped on by my baby mama (hey mac)
So do what I tell you and everything'll be alright
You're cute
[Intro]
Hey what's happenin' baby
What's your name girl?
Tequila?
Oh yeah, my friends call you Cuervo
You alright with me baby... fo' real
controlling the space
We keep it hot baby, we won't stop baby

[Busta Rhymes]
Hey yo Swizz, once again see how we do it to 'em? see'mon!

[Chorus - 1]
the spot we controlling the space
We keep it hot baby, we won't stop baby

[Busta Rhymes]
Hey yo Swizz, once again see how we do it to 'em? c'mon!
bitch I just want to fuck you
Dick, sucked the whole night through
Ass, licked as if I was a star
This dick is for you baby; wherever you are, hey
you what I'm gonna do

Hey are you ready to go
We're gonna run it till the sun light shows

In the mix with party favors
All the flavors, I'm like
[Fabolous]
Tryin' to show you somethin', shorty
Hey, baby girl, they say the world is a beautiful place, that's right
I'm tryin' to help you open
cowboys kicking old beer cans
Just a couple of cherry Cokes and a mix CD

Come on baby, just spin me around
When the sun comes out, we'll head back into
Hey yo, it's Mr. Low,key, you need to go see 
The host by far a mostly O.T., with a brand new show, but 
You know how the flow be
'Cause when I
no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do the language
this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome to the party"

Hey Grandmaster 5 that old school shit's fresh
But uh let's rock some of that
game it ain't the same, so don't cry baby
Just sit by Mixxy, but dimed us cam D
So I stack my backpack (for the raps), going to Cali (comin back)
Tricks
to night,
There's a hot little baby by my side.
D! Is the dial your fingers dance.
Give it to me!
You! Under the spell of romance,
Can you let me get
I!