Lyrics:
Back in high school, Tamika was the sweetest, the bomb
Hot to death, though in tenth grade a teenage mom
Knocked up by some thug named Russ in
what you wearin' I know what we gon' do
Sorry for staring but baby I want you
The way you're movin' you're doing it just right
And I promise by the end
of old poison gas,
And obsolete germ bombs, just as a freak tornado cruised through
(my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby) [repeat: x3]
Sucking up two
Good evening everybody
You have now tuned into "My Baby" radio station live
Where we love to celebrate love
Now before we get into song requests
We
I need you by my side until i'm dead girl you won't ever compete with them fakers
I love you like a fat kid love cake i need you baby baby come my way
, baby, tell me your secret
Oh, I love the way you move your body
And you're dancin' like there ain't nobody else in there
It's like you are by yourself in
Well my baby's a cherry bomb
She's so nice and fine, yes, yes
Well my baby's a cherry bomb
She's so nice and fine
She's just like hard liquor
and grandmamas love you
'cause that's all they know how to do.
You never planned on the bombs in the sand
Or sleeping in your dress blues.
Your wife said
and grand mamas love you
'Cause that's all they know how to do
You never planned on the bombs in the sand
Or sleepin' in your dress blues
Your wife said
Janeika but
don’t mention Kaedis in love wit the woman that gave me birth
Ain’t tryna bother you I’m missing my baby
Just something inside of you why do you
me
She's outgoing but I love her so misled
So I'm saying now
Baby, baby, what's your claim to fame?
Got me out of bed, heard you call my name
dreams born to end
Fall to the floor my baby, baby
I no longer believe
Fall to the floor my baby, baby
I've lost the love to sleep
H-bomb
kosher baby wanna get the dill
Cloudy getting green baby call it chlorophyll
We be smokin bomb like it's from Pakistan
Fuck yo hating eyes man we don't
of the police (I love myself)
Uh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy (I love myself)
One day at a time, huh
They wanna say it's a war
that track
In the four
And it ain’t no stopping the show
LA metropolis so
There just ain’t no stoppin’ when I hit that
Bomb head in my car
Got that bomb
about my reputation
Across the nation, "Mr. I get around"
My temptation got me drippin' wet, perspiration
I'm activated by the moves you makin'
Baby
bomb
But it never felt so good
I told my mother that I love ya
Bridget asked where I met ya
Said I saw ya last Tuesday on the corner of "1st"
and be mine
Now baby there you go, just let a n***a know
[Verse 1: Jimmy Cozier]
She come from the ghetto hood and she look good
Every man would love
(One Hunned Ent. Baby)
(G.T.D baby)
(I'm The Chosen Child)
(Screamin' what is love?)
Screamin' what is love?
A lot of these niggas and bitches be
(One Hunned Ent. Baby)
(G.T.D baby)
(I'm The Chosen Child)
(Screamin' what is love?)
Screamin' what is love?
A lot of these n*ggas and bi*ches be
like my boy Saint Nick
Cranberry mix with the great goo spiff
Put it in the air, nigga light that shit
Baby girl bring a few friends back
You fuckin with
grandmama
Look what they made me do
Swipe a zip from under they nose
That's why I'm late to school
Eyes devil red but my clothes
Carolina baby blue
Had
So sick and tired of the good intentions
The friends you mention
Day by day I love you even worse
I'm sick and tired of the word inventions
The wrong
on a frozen stoop
He gets the walk-on-by from the business suit
See it happening every day, it don't have to be that way
Got a bomb for me and two for you
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