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Show Girl (Remix Parts Tribute to Jay Tee feat.Young Dru & Baby Bash) (Remix Kit) · Baby Baby Baby (Jimmy Witherspoon) · Baby Baby Baby (Jimmy Witherspoon) · Baby, Baby, Baby (Mindy Carson) · Bandstand Bash (Sam Donahue) · Big Band Bash (Tony Bennett) · The Big Apple Bash (Jay McShann) · Texas All-Star: Big Band Bash (Johnny Nicholas) · Tin Crown for the Social Bash/You're the Cup (Shannon Wright) · Pokemon: Christmas Bash (Pokemon) – and 90 other albums »


Oh the beat's gonna bash gonna break it up
This car's goin' fast gonna speed it up
The night's not gonna last so let's keep it up
We were born
pokin'
Out on the po's, but I still keep yokin'
Blowin' by them haters who be constantly hopin'
That one day, that ya boy go broken
But, never that,
in the sky

Love California nights
When I'm walkin' with you hand in hand by the shore,
Yes, I love California nights,
At the beach where we'd
the sky

Love California nights
When I'm walkin' with you hand in hand by the shore,
Yes, I love California nights,
At the beach where we'd swim with
1: Baby Bash (fast):]
You know it's leather when we ride
Wood grain and raw hide
Doin' what we do watchin' screens gettin' high
Girl you keep it so
a playa by nature, but I'm a hustla by trade
You need to roll with Baby Bash in the Escalade

We big tippers, syrup sippers, bird flippers
I'm the one
a playa by nature, but I'm a hustla by trade
You need to roll with Baby Bash in the Escalade

We big tippers, syrup sippers, bird flippers
I'm the one
I'm no candle that can be blowin' out in the wind 
I'm no suffering like, the game I'm in 
I'm no street walker, I got fire and brimstone 
Sorry
a train
Tumbleweed and fire
Blowin' down the endless plain

Memories and shadows
Down the sand into the blue
See my mother with a baby
See that
Hey yo must not sleep
I bash the bracket open and breach
The priority's bleached since that seventy-six umbilical severed
Majority's cordially
from the city call my baby's number, and they bring Candy toys 
But when I come knockin', she smiles pretty, 
She knows tonight I'm gonna be Candy's
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
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
pokin'
Out on the po's, but I still keep yokin'
Blowin' by them haters who be constantly hopin'
That one day, that ya boy go broken
But, never that,
Lemon Drop  	Paul Wall and Baby Bash  	Fast Life  	Bryant/Goings/Lewis  	2:53 
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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,
Then hands up by a fair up relative, or honey peep it
Couldn't be the severed, once determined to keep
Don't say a word, she told this slim, who was
years
L'll never let you down baby
I drop 50, I steal gravy

I look back on Venus
I look (I look) back on Mars
And (and) I burn with the fire
So baby come and rescue me, I'm burnin' up!
I got some fire for you to see, I'm burnin' up!
Baby come and take me there, I'm burnin' up!
Trust me you
Boom, bash, wake up, I set it off right.
Look around, and turn your wet dream to fright night.
You can call me R and B, homies, which stands for
lady in my Mercedes
Bird on your baby, fuck you I'm keepin it gravy
L.O.X. hold the hammers
like we waitin for screws
With Angie Mar' BLOWIN
She just wore my shirt and jeans and didn't mind at all.


And early in the mornin' we'd wake up by the roadside
I'd build a fire and she'd get out
that come with
the weak, the wack, the words, they're poor
I thrash bash clash mash and ten more
Blow up the scenery, I reign supremer, see
You need
show alert the frame. Bash all flags where the mag spin park. Corroded by the volts that jolt the cold vein. Boogie down kits to slip past the guard. Def

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