Lyrics:
subtract di draws
Add in di rod, multiply by a million stab
That equal bussing of balls
Sex plus bare back equal spoil
Buddy plus batty equal ex file
Black
Ah already fo sho fo sho
That boy frankie j hmmm
Happy p you sick for this dog
Baby bash
Girl I've got to know
Girl I've got to know
Fo sho
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
Go hard, go harder, go hard, go harder
We go hard, go harder, we go hard
We go harder
Shit rassy c'mon i spit
Sex and violence spinal meningitis
straight
You told me things
That heroes must make
I'll do what you say
As long as you kneel
And I can be had
Without sex appeal.
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She said she wanna fuck me with my uniform on
She grabbed me by the bat, now it's going, going, gone
I never finish sex 'cause I'm so juiced out
REFRAIN
Lacy and lonely
Like a bug
Baby fate a baby tee
I'm in a line
Gonna make a move
Cross the State
Rolling it wide
Hey!
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go to my room for the after, after party
Y'all know what happens next
Hypnotiq and a rated X, got her singin the greatest sex
Now on dubs, rollin
Chorus :
Flex, sex, drugs an money,
cars, clothes & plenty of women , i got all ah that x2
Verse :
yo tell the truth young juice the truth ,
of my sweatshirt
Bone 2 the bone 2 the bad 2 the bad 2 the bone
Hit bound from the Mo-town allen
Fuck a 40 I drink it by the gallon
I started out
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
(Verse One)
Everytime I pick up a paper or turn on the tube a news flash
another youth passed school ground's a bloodbath
Politicians caught in sex
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
about the cash flow
I don't give a fuck I knock em' off like Super Smash Bros
Thinking I was Wreck it Ralph the way I come and bash flows
I be chillen
Come my lady
Come-come my lady
You're my butterfly, sugar baby
Come my lady
Come-come my lady
You're my butterfly, sugar baby
Such a sexy,
a different type of twister
Friend, who?
Show me what that neck do
No this not Pokémon but I'm finna catch you
Bash, who?
I would never trash you
Finna cop
Come my lady
Come-come my lady
You're my butterfly, sugar baby
Come my lady
Come-come my lady
You're my butterfly, sugar baby
Such a sexy,
him and me, you just did what you did
How you expect me to respect you
When I know a police file of other niggas that you gave your sex to
I ain't
to meet the King of Nazareth
Playin me close has a risk
I bash clicks like they was massacres
Blast the tear gas, thinkin I'm pacifist
That's the fifth, one
flipping
The new to the next, and of course the nextus
The greatest, the grandest, of course you expect this
In cash, boom bash, slash, grammatical
Continual
I'll be by your side, side maybe young dumb
But we got that young love, that young love
They say the best type of sex from a broke kid
You ain't got
Doing white mans work at 20,
Now they're fine I've broke them plenty,
Now it's mine I wrote my pennies,
Plan A still on,
Plan B was taken by
how you go from Baby Bash to Baby Boy?
Niggas don't play by the rules no more
Gotta realize what the movement's for
Full potential need to find your
you down
Kendo passed them guts and didn't have to kick you down
Who this bitch nigga wit' you now?
Do we know about your x-files?
And your sex
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