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Hit Me (BBM Me) If You Miss Me

Baby Bash

Bashtown

2011

Printz Board on the beat

Y'all ready
Los
Hey
Ay
Bash
Show 'em how it is, mayne

Baby doll, I love it all
You know I love it all
I love

kind of nigga never tell if he caught 

Do his time like a man accept his hots & his cot
Never drop it a notch

We on top of the top
Straight drop

Ra Ra Raji for your soul

It was a summertime bash
I mashed
Got cash
So frassed
Gosh I'm gassed
Quick uck
Got caught
Ah oh fuck

It was a summertime

Dope House Family

South Park Mexican

When Devils Strike

2006

(feat. Juan Gotti, Baby Bash, Carolyn, Coast, Grimm, Low-G, Lucky Luciano, Powda, Quota Key, Rasheed)

[Verse 1: Juan Gotti]
Razaville Texas

hot water like good night Rev Run
Heaven's missing an angel cause heaven know I seen one
Fore I check on another I should be checking my pulse
Drop top

Quarterback

Baby Bash

Savage Dreams

2001

flossin'
Game tight stitch like a brand new fit
Like a drop top cad
With an all chrome kit
Top notch bitch who will low-cat trip
Gotta treat 'em all

at heavens gates
Back up on my shit
No remorse
Time to fuck it up
Intercourse
Drop on the spot
We take it by force
We steady goin up
Well of course
Make big

havin' his baby
The bitch is driving him crazy
The motherfucker was violent
'Cause he was fresh out the Navy
She dealt with constant abuse
Never revealing

feels nice (Ooh ohh)
The top back (Ooo oo)
Hit the top back
We gon drop that
(It's too beautiful of a day
For a hating ass nigga
To fuck up my vibe)
Hit

Im making my way up in the tower of god
You are not a god unless you got to the top
Rachel diss had to drop
Aye
Is this diss track disrespectful
Aye

ala-mode or créme brulée, you sweet like Häagen-Dazs
Sweet like Baby Bash and Frankie J, Suga that's way too fly
Judging by the way your mama look, I bet

the stuntin' race, top-notch paint
drip drop, flip flop, strap witta glock

[Skinhead Rob]
Live everyday like it's my last one, maybe it is
aint no morrows in my

price
Can't no rice dry my ice (Dry)
Baguettes in the face of Christ
Rolling the dice (Rolling the)
Riding in a drop top Don
(Don) , I'm with the shooter

that?
But you'd think we had the plague
Right you are, sir
Would you like a drop of ale?
But there's- Heaven knows I try, sir!
Do forgive me if me head's

Pop-pop turn your sweater to a crop top
Killin' you and whoever in that drop top
Etcetera, etcetera and it will not stop
Just shoot, shoot like doot,

to the top
Every city every town
You know it's going down
'Til we drop drop drop drop
Drop it to the ground

Smashing dashing everything
We do it for the cash

sheet and bars
Drag rappers by they wife beater
Drama King told me "Drag
Go stupid" so Imma go stupid
Made this fitted cap a drop top
Almost mini couped

helpless
After I pick you up and start op
Ima drop drop drop dis Fuckn top
She gone wop wop an lose her Fuckn top
Imma skirt off blow smoke on all them fuckn

was down and I felt helpless 

After I pick you up and start op 
Ima drop drop drop dis Fuckn top 
She gone wop wop an lose her Fuckn top 
Imma skirt

rare over by Cherson, Cherson,
we calcify fathers here below
a watery cross, with weeds
entwined
This grins restoredly,
 low sleep
Wave
Oh, no,
shush

Down in Texas we be Holdin , Big pockets swollen 
Gorrilla with the vogues , drop the top and get in motion 
Wide body pocking , paint wetter then

Unpopular by demand I'm the man Sho'Nuff
Not even Saitama himself could withstand one punch
From the man with the iron fists lyrics bash your fronts
While you

Drive Fast

Gucci Mane

Hard to Kill

2006

fast baby I don't drive slow,
I don't drive slow, I don't drive slow,
Drop the top on that thang just to let ya hair blow,
Let ya hair blow, Let ya

What's heaven to you? To y'all
Because that's heaven to me, aw-aw
(You gotta love it)

The lake water gettin' warmer from the radiant sun
My baby mama