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Albums:

Show Girl (Remix Parts Tribute to Jay Tee feat.Young Dru & Baby Bash) (Remix Kit) · Halloween Party Bash (Drew's Famous) · Baby Baby Baby (Jimmy Witherspoon) · Baby Baby Baby (Jimmy Witherspoon) · Baby, Baby, Baby (Mindy Carson) · Don't Call Us, We'll Call You (Sugarloaf) · Bandstand Bash (Sam Donahue) · Big Band Bash (Tony Bennett) · The Big Apple Bash (Jay McShann) · Texas All-Star: Big Band Bash (Johnny Nicholas) – and 90 other albums »


say "hey"

I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on, party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your
say "hey"

I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on, party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your
Hey, hey, hold it down, hold it down
Hello baby, I'm glad you called

We got a party goin' on and it's a free for all
I can't quite hear you,
say "hey"

I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on, party on your pussy
I want to party on your pussy, baby
I want to party on your
and arrive in biker gear
We don't care if you call the fuzz
By the time they get there we'll be gone with a buzz

Gatecrash, gatecrash
Get yourself ready
your address, I'll swing by

Call up your friends, I'll get your whole fuckin' crew high
Say bye, bye, bye to the wack
And let it be known kid rock
out
Stingin' niggas for they're jewels in they're stash house
Snatch a nigga up by his butterfly, sing him a lullaby
Closed casket, make sure his
outside, burn your mother's house
Bring pet mice, and scare your sister with my gray mouse
Then drop him under the bed, and leave him there dead
Take out
jewels in they're stash house
Snatch a nigga up by his butterfly, sing him a lullaby
Closed casket, make sure his mother cry
You fuckin' woth grimy guys,
[Paula Deanda]
All day
All night
I'm feel
Your light

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

Repeat Hook 1

[Baby
Slash and I smash 'cause I thrash when I bash

Invite me to a party and your house'll get trashed 
An outcast sick of being harassed so I dashed
Moved
and grab somebody!
Ain't nothin' but a White Trash Party!
So let's have us a little bash
And if anyone asks
If there ain't no one but us trash
You dunno, you
Burn at tha show we gots to get green
Gold in tha house he’s on tha Steinway
Foes shoulda known my band we don’t play
We on the road some call it touring
Ya'll all invited
To MB's
House Party

Say baby girl
Where you headed?
It's Friday night
I hope that you ain't got no plans yet
You wanna
the fella
In the Brite Nitegown

The eagle flies on Friday
My baby wants to bash
I hit the ATM
And march down the street
With a roll of party cash
a bad thing caressing a fella gently
(What you doing with that?) Smashing her out
Cashing out, throw a baby bash in your mouth
Don't forget to RSVP,
to know it's party time
Baby, know we party like this all the time
Drinking, looking straight like we don't lost our minds
Early in the morning is
your flow ain't goin by me
He's a sufferin' succotash, throw him in the trash
Show him you the man that'll boom bash

I hold MC's up like money it
story beach house, let's throw a party
F!?#ed up in the head, I don't know what happend
I have nightmares and I wake up laughing
With a bottle of Tequila,
me know
Are you in, are you out?

C'mon over to my house
C'mon over to my house
We could have some fun at my house
Baby we can call it our house
it, take it, take it to the house
Lets go, lets go , lets go , lets go 
Baby lets get the party here 
Lets go, lets go , lets go , lets go 
Baby
things I'm depending on you
And love my sweet baby I neglected her too
The garden I planted needs water the house needs paintin' outside
The yard could
the Kottonmouth Kings is in the house tonight.
Now we ain't out to do nobody wrong
We just some stoners gettin by high playin our songs
The Kottonmouth Kings is
Home Journal
And told Avon not to call anymore

Men have no need for magazines they don't read
For perfume and powder and such
Me and the house
Up out of there

Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ah shit, you done fucked up now (ain't nothin' but a gangsta party)
You done put two