Lyrics:
the boom shot
Hit you with the lyrical bash, so won't last
Rudebwoy check your stash, caught the cash
And if you don't like dat
Somebody gettin bitch-slapped
City made me
I was just a baby
Still my mama's baby
Elevated by the little things
Swagging in my Louis V
Chilling in the garden city
Catch me cruising in
got the bottle got the Hennessey
No more competition no more jealousy cut off all my exes ya they dead to me
Baby girl I want you here next to me girl
Ooh, R&B money
Yeah
It's Vedo, baby
Yeah
(Rock me baby)
Uh
You been gone, on a jet
Got her this favorite fuckin' hotel in the morning
She's
a rebel
I'm a dog, I'm a fuckin mess
You wanna get in
On my personal Armageddon
Threatened by my recklessness
You powerless, I'm obsessed
I'm
a rebel
I'm a dog, I'm a fuckin mess
You wanna get in
On my personal armageddon
Threatened by my recklessness
You powerless, I'm obsessed
I'm
mission
Baby, stay on ya job
Up in the club I stay posted
Eyes fire red 'cause I'm toasted, roasting all these hoes
Sow motion coastin' by
Puffin' red
By the way that he talks this mayne
You can tell he's a part of the game
That man is such a gangsta
Baby Bash CD en første ting vi gjorde som var
Absolut for those who candt afford the Goose
Malibu, coconut rum, Amaretto sour, coke and rum
We gettin' drunk, Hennessey, V.S.o.p
Age in the barrel,
birthday bash!
I got bread, I got meds
Movin dead, by a thread
Fuck a threat, I done bled
A lot for this shit right here
Tick tock on the clock, got diamond
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm
your parakeet, with scissors, clip his head
Then get the charcoal, whassup, burn your dog's legs
Walk by the barbershop, and hit the glass with eggs
Then
Baby, I'm a star
Late nights look up you see me
Your hopes, your fears all in me
I'm just like you forgive me
Baby, I'm a star
Late nights look up
of Hennessey in ma hand
Nitori pe o ma lo tin ba te
(Dj make give am belle) mmhmm
She call me biggie biggie I call her jiggie jiggie
If you want it baby come
around town is Baby Beesh
Pimpin' in high velocity, y'all squares betta back up off me
'cause we gonna do what the hell we do
Baby Bash the ghetto
both in Paris
I would have grabbed her by the waist and kissed her, but
We in the middle of whole foods, and those fools
Ain't supposed to beef, but
I told them
Ay I said first off rip Trayvon shawty
Need a three strand twist by the two's don't get my braids wrong shawty
Nigga fuck round step
seen that.
You're flassy, so flassy
Now everytime I close my eyes
I think of you.
Damn, fine, classy, flassy
Baby aint gotta be flashy to bash me
it roll like a skater
Make her laugh no Ricky Bobby
On these nights Talladega
Baby bash my sugar fly aviator
And she holds me down
Love me like a 6
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
i'll show ya
Finna wake up em like some folgers
Verde is up next dont forget that leeko told ya
Ima ride for my sister cuz my sister my soldier
Im baby
energy
Sipping on Hennessey
Baby dont mess with me
I know they envy me
I be chilling with my brothers we be in the stu
And we hop inside the coupe next
Hair done, white dress
Learning vows, Baby's breath
The guests arrive, with the guys in ties
All the girls looking fresh to death
Bridesmaids, form
can't step to anybody
Before slipping out of her dress
But i'll be gone by the morning
Before you pour up another glass
At the bottom of this bottle
Baby
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