Lyrics:
Excuse me while I throw another baby bash on the bell, he said:
I like a chick who gets on her knees and begs
But no reason they can't adequately season
gm
Get em Elam
Baby, pick em clean
Jordan Poyer Micah Hyde
Tandem safety certified
Bash em boogie
Boogie Bashem
Bashem till they petrified
Parading in
on the track you know whats up (Come on)
Hey mami pump it up
Shake it baby let it drop (Come on)
Hey mami pump it up
West Side Homies on the track you know whats
World gonna end in fire n ice
But I'm too flashy, I'm too nice
If baby want it she just say the price
She gonna cut up on me
While she roll her eyes,
it fo and a instant hater
I'ma lay it down like a baby ready to nap
'cause I'ma trill nigga ready to clap, now wats up
I slap a nigga scope him with
[Snoop Dogg]
Huh-huh, new American
How ya love dat'
Off the hizzle fa' shizzle dizzle
Get it to me Baby fizzle
(Check it, check it, check it
straight
Chrome wheels on my 68
Double M strong in fifty states
My Mexicans gonna get me straight
But that phone bill it can't be late
Six mil in that
Let's call it quits
Get lost
You're pretty when you're soft
You know
Stop acting tough
And rough
You know I've had enough
Let's go
One
don't know no Bryan
Brown skin bash i'm a migo baby
Hang with negroes and mayans
Cause a poc what i'll always be
I do that without trying
Wait ay
Even
"everybody wants to hurt me" (what?)
Paranoid, so I strike out at whatever (uh)
The closest thing to me is gonna get it, but never (uh)
Will I kill, I think
nothing's confusin'
Why, why, why? It's the corruptor's execution
It's the corruptor's execution
Now, we get the cash the stash and bash
Your brains all over
behavin like they are too good
There lived a little boy that was misled
By another little boy and this is what he said
Check it "Me and you kid we gonna
Every night smoke a big fat blunt
And I'm never gonna stop until I get fucked up
Califa Thugs coming at you and it just don't stop
And we got the fine
Every night smoke a big fat blunt
And I'm never gonna stop until I get fucked up
Califa Thugs coming at you and it just don't stop
And we got the fine
You can bring yo girlfriend too
We can keep it on the cool
Menage-a-Trois
[Baby Bash]
Down and dirty
Rough and rugged dog
Nasty but you love it
straight
Chrome wheels on my 68
Double M strong in fifty states
My Mexicans gonna get me straight
But that phone bill it can't be late
Six mil in that
hitting hard, oh word, I'm gon rock it
Once the shit drops, that's dough to the pocket
I cut hand, you still can't get no cards
You couldn't deal with
to move, listen to me, baby
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall) Tell me
How you
muialate niggaz humiliate niggaz
beat you in your fucking head just to communicate niggaz
as my squad get bigger you know we gonna multiply niggaz
blend up
(ooh, baby)
Gonna be me (it's gonna be me)
There was no rein to check me
When all those little things walked on by
Oh, but I couldn't even stammer
I am that’s why I’m so nice
But dont get caught lacking you better think twice
Cuz I came on the beat with intentions to murder it
Got a vendetta
It started with a kiss from a Mexican
Introduced by a bearded man who recommended her smile
We walked hand in hand to the nearest bar
Where we kissed
"everybody wants to hurt me" (what?)
Paranoid, so I strike out at whatever (uh)
The closest thing to me is gonna get it, but never (uh)
Will I kill, I think
crap
If you wanna get me back, you gonna need better attacks, in fact
Here's that autograph, I'll write it on your starter cap and say
Yo, how you gonna
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