Lyrics:
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 make shit fit, now check this shit
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the Ep along by James Todd
Smith I get
do it to em (believe that)
[ATLANTA STYLE BABY] (listen to this why'all)
No doubt, come on..
College Park got control of me
'Cause one of these
a lot niggas
Im the realest one alive
No be like say them say
I’m the man
You can tell it by yourself
Don’t act like a fan
Baby sit back go along
spinnin.....my spreewells spinnin spinnin spinnin
now that's me coming wit dem playa made mexicans that's baby
Bash on dat a** thankin presidents some call her
That's why I'm jukin', that candy cream with that puddin'
Is baby bash all about that cash an' that Mary Jane
You know tha game, I gots to gets tha money
You can follow me
Anywhere I go
To land
To Beach
To The snow
You can follow follow
You can follow me
I need you baby girl
Right by my side
We can
of bitches, and trying to feel shit
The Hennessey cannot take away my pain
2 AM I'm alone in my room
Thinking of you, baby what can I do?
It has been months
right down to the Woodstock
Can't seem to shake her
Just gonna have to take her
Baby girl you dancing with me in the big screen
You don't gotta be pretty
I been calling you, you ain't pick up
Baby hold me down why you switch up
Looking at these pics how snitch up
Checking all the scars got me stitched
the Hennessey from where his niggas got reminded
And poured out liquor in his memory, he didn't mind it
But, he couldn't sip it fast enough
So the liquor was
keep the K
Bash a dude's wig over Baby Bash
He my smokin' nephew, we be checkin' brazin' cash
We kept G's on the omni floor
Put the bloody bills with
part of life
I don't want
No one by my side
I just want to party all night
Memories
And good vibes
Hennessey
Chilled right
This should be
A good time
I go by many names call me what you want
Trying to see it from the back baby not the front
Sipping on Hennessey got me stumbling to much
Promise I
Hennessey and orange juice baby fill up a cup
Quick to grab Mary Jane by the butt and squeeze
Loosen up, let your hair down, and join the festivities
Hennessey and orange juice baby fill up a cup
Quick to grab Mary Jane by the butt and squeeze
Loosen up, let your hair down, and join the festivities
the middle (yeah, yeah)
And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)
I took my baby to the doctor with a fever
But nothin' he found
By the time this hit the street
Bass go so low that the
Freaks in the backseat
Get a thrill off the alpine
When it vibrate they asscheeks
I'm Bobby Ray, baby, an All-American athlete
I
a dick in your mouth
Lightweight, like confetti
Steadily tested by motherfuckers who ain't ready
To deal with the legendary
Soopafly, X-Z, and Bullet Loco
hard to talk with a dick in your mouth
Lightweight, like confetti
Steadily tested by motherfuckers who ain't ready
To deal with the legendary
bash, forgettin
The laws, created by the creators
There's no more masters, just master-perpetrators
We did time with the rhyme like a bid
Now we're
she want this ooo
She want that ooooo
So me tell ammmmmmm
Mina Mina Mina
Need you fii dinner dinner dinner
Baby bia bia bia
Pull my trigger trigger
was fucking with the truth
Making babies by the dozen
I ain’t fucking with no youth
I don’t like my generation
I’d rather cross words than cross fit
Use
wild, and I need you now
Lost and found now
Cry, I'm not sorry
Cry, who needs sorry when there's Hennessey?
Don't fool yourself
Your eyes don't
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