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Baby Bash Album


Super Saucy (03/15/2005)
03/15/2005
1.
Baby I'm Back (feat. Akon)
2.
Super Saucy (feat. Avant)
3.
That's My Lady (Money) (feat. Nate Dogg)
4.
5.
Trees (feat. Angel Dust)
6.
7.
No Way Jose (feat. Akon)
8.
Keep It 100
9.
10.
11.
12.
13.
Hennessey
14.
Outro
15.
. . .


f/ Akon

[Chorus: Akon]
Don't look no farther!
Baby, I'm back (yeah)
Im here to cater to you (any thing that you want me do ill do it)
Cause I'll be your lover (ill be your lover)
Ill be your best friend
Tell me what I gotta do (tell me what I gotta do and ill do it)

[Baby Bash]
Now I'm back in a flash
Feelin so blessed
Back in your corner, Suga Suga don't stress
Forget about the rest, let's go inside
Im back in your zone, Baby back in your vibe
Now I can't be denied I can't lie I'm on ya
And never ever wanna say sayonara
Some body told me that the grass was greener
On the other side andale arriba
Never really intended on being a cheater
What I gotta do to be your keeper
These words comin out the speaker
Trill love is off the meter

[Chorus]

[Baby Bash]
I was gone for a minute but now I'm home
Please forgive me for being a rolling stone
Please forgive me let me polish it up like chrome
Get off the phone tell them squares to leave you alone
Let me spark your interest, now there's no more dating on the internet
Cause you already know how I get it wet
How I keep it so saucy and I get respect
You don't have to look no farther, you dealin with the whole enchilada
You don't have to look no farther, you hotter then a fire starter

[Chorus]

[Baby Bash]
I was gone for a minute, (oooohhh) [repeat 3X]
Now I'm back let me hit it (oooohhh) [repeat 4X]


. . .


f/ Avant

[Intro-Baby Bash]
Super Saucy, Saucy
Super Saucy, Saucy
Super Saucy, Saucy
Your so Sau-cy
Super Saucy. Saucy
Super Saucy, Saucy
Super Saucy, Saucy
Your so Sau-cy

[Verse-Baby Bash]
Sexy butterfly, skin tone butterscotch
The finest linen, the type of ish she love to cop
The miss Stiletto heels, she a fan of Barcelona
She hating attention, but every naked eye on her
Straight out of Arizona, I told her that I'm a loner
I'm offering crystal, but she prefer lime and Corona
Super Saucy, Sergio ??? sandals
And when she in the Jacuzzi ooh, she lighting candles
Stuntin all the way across the floor for sure
Freshly molded by the hands of the lord and oh
Heavens angel, curves in every angle
Time play two to tango, bring the hook sang

[Chorus-Avant]
You're the apple of my eye
I'm feeling like a drug I'm so high
Everything is so sweet
Like a peach, strawberry baby your saucy
So take a ride with me off in the whip
I'll push the keys to you just let me
Everything is so sweet
Like a peach, strawberry baby your saucy

[Verse-Baby Bash]
Uh, I'm trying to get it crunk-a-lating between us I'm saying
You on the brink of bubble-lating, your body's displaying
And I'm a spitter on the come up been patiently waiting
To tour Jamaica, maybe meet a couple Jamaicans
That makes us equally compatible, expectations
For you its education, for me is to rock the nation
Now that's a combination we should be modulating
Crunching on Greek salad under some conversation
Sipping on apple pucker twerping that mariuchi
I'm digging the purse, your matching, that's authentic guuchi
And you the chick that I been searching for across the globe
And I just wanted you to know…

[Chorus]

[Bridge][x4]
Lets get it crunk-a-lating
Lets get it bubble-lating
You got the Motts and I'm a boss
Yeah that I'm saying

[Chorus][x2}


. . .


(feat. Nate Dogg)

Money Money Money

[Nate Dogg]
That's my lady, she will never jack me down (Money, money, money)
That's my baby, she's gone always be around (Money, money, money)
She will never play me, she stray true when I leave town (Money, money, money)
That's my playmate

Got my mind on my money
Got my money on my mind

[Baby Bash]
She's my peso, my denero, my paper, my playmate
She's always on time and never a day late
She's never on a diet, my pockets they gain weight
And me without her is something I can't take

Now we gone ride like the wind, my lover, my dividends
She my fatty, I'm her dirty and she's my best friend
Got me spending weekends in Kingston Jamaica
Eww my favorite charge
Eww I love my paper
And when she step out of line, that he gone get on the grind
Facing penitentiary time, but she's eventually mine
The same color as my hydro, I swear the only breezy I die for
My mind sold

In love with this cheddar
Me and her go together
Like birds of one feather
She keep me riding on leather
And chrome, you know it's on when my baby come home
She's my playboy bunny that's sweeter than honeycomb

[Nate Dogg]
That's my lady, she will never jack me down (Money, money, money)
That's my baby, she's gone always be around (Money, money, money)
She will never play me, she stray true when I leave town (Money, money, money)
That's my playmate

Got my mind on my money
Got my money on my mind

[Baby Bash]
Love at first sight
Sex on the first night
My blessing when I'm stressing, she's keeping my game tight
She's doing the thing right
She's beeping compliancy
If I'm Ricky Ricardo, then she's my Lucy
My fly serenity, my pockets is energy
As a matter of fact, she's gone bring the Hennessy
I'd love to hold her, fold her, her love is so douja
Got them dime pieces making love to my poster
(what is it?)
I'm loving this part of the game
And my money aint genocide I aint got to explain
Swinging her from lane to lane
We doing the damn thing
My money, my motivation, my national campaign

[Nate Dogg]
That's my lady, she will never jack me down (Money, money, money)
That's my baby, she's gone always be around (Money, money, money)
She will never play me, she stray true when I leave town (Money, money, money)
That's my playmate

Got my mind on my money
Got my money on my mind

[Feminine Voice & Baby Bash]
My pride, my joy, my everything (that's what I am talking about)
I ride my boy on everything
My pride, my joy, my everything (that's what I am talking about)
I ride my boy on everything
My pride, my joy, my everything (that's what I am talking about)
I ride my boy on everything

[Nate Dogg]
That's my lady, she will never jack me down (Money, money, money)
That's my baby, she's gone always be around (Money, money, money)
She will never play me, she stray true when I leave town (Money, money, money)
That's my playmate

Got my mind on my money
Got my money on my mind

Money, Money, Money
Money

. . .



Paul Wall, Baby Bash, what dey talkin bout (I'm jus sayin)
Its throwed off playa, it's throwed off playa its throwed off play (its goin
down)

[Chorus 2x]
Its throwed off playa (already)
Its throwed off playa (already)
Its throwed off playa (already, u already know)
Its throwed off playa (already)
Its throwed off playa (already)
Its throwed off playa (already, kno evrywhere we go)

[verse 1]
Now its about dat time, we rearrange ur mind
We jammin jersey 4 shersey we blowin on dat pine
Dey call me baby bash
So wet wen I park I splash
I only fuck wit da trill dat aint no sucka task
Now lets accelerate n get 2 celebratin
I'll throw my drink in ur face wit all dat playahation
I'm not gon have it
Super unleaded watch me pimp
We got em thrown hard down at da rocky pimp
I gotta supa bed
We keep it on da cool
Space city, h-town man wat it do?
Lets get it gravitatin
Get thrown out da club
I'm throwed off like a muthafucka poppin bub

[Chorus 2x]

[verse 2]
Now u jus tuned into da crunk show
Nephews n my uncles
We poppin purk put in work
So wats up tho?
We like it big n heavy
Enormous an humongous
An on my fingers an the glock it grew some green fungus
I'm tryin na bump a beat
Wit out even tryin
I'm throwed off like a fastball from
Nolan Ryan
Sum like 2 get it hypie
Sum like 2 get it crunk
Sum like dat bold fast
And sum like dat perky stuff

[Chorus 2x]

[verse 3 paul wall]
I'm da Chick Magnet
Imma da people's champ
Im in da club throwed off cuz I'm da peoples tramp
I'm takin shots of Patron
I wash it down wit a beer
I spit da same mackin game to evry dime piece here
I'm da topic of discussion to da gurls at da bar
Dey wonder if I'm drinkin alcohol
Or sippin on barre
Dey fell in love wit my car
Dey wanna marry my cash
Dey wanna be down wit a playa
Cuz I'm ridin wit bash
I already
I pull up on pirelli drippin candy paint n jelly
I stop, at *chimmy chan's* an throw sumthing in my belly
Its paul wall, a G in da mack
Its goin down, cuz I'm dope like dat
I'm jus sayin tho


. . .

Trees

[No lyrics]

. . .



What is it

Move it up
Drink it up
Roll it up
Shake it up
[2x]

[chorus:]
Money,sex,acohal
Shopping sprees at the mall
Who wit' me
Who who who wit' me
Who who
Mink coats, rabbit fers
Anything that she perfers
Who wit' me
Who who
Who wit' me
Who who
Candy thangs switching lanes
Kron grills and wood brains
Who wit' me
Who who
Who wit' me
Who who
Love peace chiken greace
In the club or in the streets
Who wit' me
Who who
Who wit' me
Who who

You must be dumb or blind
If you cant see my kind
Sharp as a porkupine
We off the party line
Im so electrified
Im so electrified
Im so [4x]
Im so electrified

You know theres nutin to it
Where the hekll you goin stupit
We off them trees honey bee
With that duel fluid
Across the riva
Above the clouds
Its where you find me wit ma people
What im talkin bout

[chorus]

Heavens the mother troad
Clovers and blue dimounds
I don't know what the hell im sayin but im still rhymein
And im so ultrafly
Ultramagneticfly
This vodka wit this red bulls got me energized

U-G-L-Y
You aint got no alaby
You ugly
OHHH
You ugly
[2x]

[chorus]

Let me see you sweat
Let me see you drip
Yeah
[4x]

U-G-L-Y
You aint got no alaby
You ugly
OHHH
You ugly
[2x]


. . .


(feat. Akon)

Say I ain't got time

[Akon]
Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Said ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Man ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Pass me by) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
('Cuz I gotta' be on my way) On my way
(Ain't got time to play) Time to play
(I can't go broke another day) Broke another day
(No way Jose) No way Jose ('Cuz I ain't got no time)

[Bash]
My lifestyle so cold, holla' for the gold
Some say I'm too drunk, some say I'm too blowed
And rollin' wit' kilos and stackin' them C-Notes
Watchin' my cheese grow and blowin' on trees dawg
And I really can't help it I'm a gifted at timin' gorilla grindin' no time for
groupies or freestylin'
Want it green as a gecko I'm respectful to some of ya'll
But some of ya'll be frontin' I don't owe shit to none of ya'll
I got bills to comprehend, popo's be poppin' in
Waitin' and watchin' when, they can take my block in
Comin' in in all the traffic supplyin' they bad habits
The game is gettin' graphic but man I got to have it
Some love a drug addict
But it ain't no excuse
I got these money mackin' skills I'mma put 'em to use
And I ain't doin' too much, ya'll just ain't doin' enough
And I refuse to let a so-called ruin my stuff

[Akon]
Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Said ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Man ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Pass me by) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
('Cuz I gotta' be on my way) On my way
(Ain't got time to play) Time to play
(I can't go broke another day) Broke another day
(No way Jose) No way Jose ('Cuz I ain't got no time)

[Bash]
I'm movin', and got nothin' to say
'Cuz 24 hours ain't enough time in a day
So time doesn't exist and I'm watchin' my wrist
If a peck on the cheek mean death watch for the kiss
Take time under pressure
By any means or measure
Remember one's trash is another man's treasure
Buisness befo' pleasure I'm disciplined and I'm focused
Why you rap cats battle to see who dopest
I'm in the trenches face down in the game bruh
And can't nobody know my real name bruh
Livin' in the season they killin' fo' no reason
And if I make it past 30 then I'm over achievin'
Believin' in the truth, believin' in the way
The light that I follow might bring me a brighter day
In the truth, in the way
The light that I follow might bring me a brighter day

[Akon]
Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Said ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Man ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Pass me by) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
('Cuz I gotta' be on my way) On my way
(Ain't got time to play) Time to play
(I can't go broke another day) Broke another day
(No way Jose) No way Jose ('Cuz I ain't got no time)
('Cuz I gotta' be on my way) On my way
(Ain't got time to play) Time to play
(I can't go broke another day) Broke another day
(No way Jose) No way Jose ('Cuz I ain't got no time)

[Bash + (Akon)]
One day, I'mma get it together
One day, I'mma get it together
('Cuz I'mma get it together)
One day, I'mma get it together
One day, I'mma get it together
(Oh, I'mma get it together)
One day, I'mma get it together
One day, I'mma get it together
(Yeah, I'mma get it together)
One day, I'mma get it together (I'mma get it together)
One day, I'mma get it together
('Cuz I'mma get it together, gotta get it together, gotta get it together
Been grindin' forever, it's time that I get it together, get it together, yeah,
Get it together, get it together said I'll get it together)

[Akon]
Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Said ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Man ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Pass me by) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
('Cuz I gotta' be on my way) On my way
(Ain't got time to play) Time to play
(I can't go broke another day) Broke another day

. . .

Keep It 100

[No lyrics]

. . .



(Chorus x2)
Step in the club like it ain't no thang (no thang)
Sittin at the bar while I sip on dranks (on dranks)
Girl wanna holla tryin' to run that game (that game)
I just wanna freak that ain't got no shame (no shame)

(Baby Bash)
I'ma blast off like a damn Houston Rocket
Roll around town with some dank in my pocket
Grandma say Ronnie Ray you need to stop it
Punk bootleggers man they f**kin' off my profit
Dip up in the club and she eye ballin' me
Remind me of the breezy from Terminator III
Thinkin nasty she the whole extravaganza
Gloss when I floss I'm the boss like Tony Danza
Puttin' hands on muthaf**kas actin' up
Give me fifty feet betta back tha f**k up
Me and Juan Gotti smashin' outta T-town Lookin' low G gotta fool beat down

(Chorus x2)
Step in the club like it ain't no thang (no thang)
Sittin at the bar while I sip on dranks (on dranks)
Girl wanna holla tryin' to run that game (that game)
I just wanna freak that ain't got no shame (no shame)

(Rasheed)
(Ugh)
Downtown Super Bowl 38 (eight)
In the clutch city ya know filfthy movin' weight (weight)
In case it get to state keep me in a G manner (manner)
All my homies roll like Tony Montana (tana)
Listen to the law, jappa jaw, on the scanner (scanner)
Sippin' purple hawk started bangin' David Banner (Banner)
Money in the Benz but I'm layin in the Lac (Lac)
Stomach so swole throwin' up in the back (uuuggghhh)
She was fine yes suh she was trill
Plus she had a pocket full of colorful pills (man chill)
Puttin' heat through yo whole crew flannel (flannel)
Cookin' them chickens put me on tha Food Channel (Channel) (Yeah)
Roll with tha pimps oh nah I'm not a balla (balla)
Sell up on those cities like a blue night crawler (ahhh)
Call her on the celly, work my jelly
Meet the mami at the telly, roll a fatty
Jump in tha ride and disappear like Makaveli
What


(Chorus x2)
Step in the club like it ain't no thang (no thang)
Sittin at the bar while I sip on dranks (on dranks)
Girl wanna holla tryin' to run that game (that game)
I just wanna freak that ain't got no shame (no shame)

(Lucky Luciano)
(Uh)
Man I step in tha club like it ain't no thang I'm valet parked been drankin' allday
Paparatizi takin' pictures and tha haters lookin' mad but the boppers showin'love and I'm signin' autographs
Bartender know me and he know I do tha fool
E'ry body in my ear and I'm like who is you
Give me fifty hennessy's on tha rocks for these boys
Can't stand male groupies move around with that noise (boy)
I'm tryin' to sit down and roll up and get blowed (blowed)
Find somethin' I can take back to tha mo-mo
Like that right there you lookin' good no doubt (yuh)
What you got under that skirt girl what chu talkin' bout
I'm waitin' for my boys downstairs to get done
They wouldn't let me on stage they said I was too drunk
But it's about to be two girl tell me if you're ready (yuh yuh)
Let's sip champenge in my ja'causezi at the telly

(Chorus x2)
Step in the club like it ain't no thang (no thang)
Sittin at the bar while I sip on dranks (on dranks)
Girl wanna holla tryin' to run that game (that game)
I just wanna freak that ain't got no shame (no shame)

(Grimm)
(Uh huh)
My cup got syrup in my soda
I don't give a f**k don't tip my shit ova
Six bad bitches sittin' in a Range Rova
Paul got 'em all lookin' ova they shouldas (what)
Chuggin' on dro got smoke in my windpipe
Always wanna know bout my hoes and my pimp life pimp life)
Nigga what it is what it was what it been like (like)
Can I get a chickenhead shake and some french fries (fries)
Pants so skin tight man so freak like
Notch after notch in tha club on tha weeknight (night)
Now she wanna go home go to bed and sleep tight (tight)
Grab this Hennessey by the hair and make her speak right (right)

(Chorus x2)
Step in the club like it ain't no thang (no thang)
Sittin at the bar while I sip on dranks (on dranks)
Girl wanna holla tryin' to run that game (that game)
I just wanna freak that ain't got no shame (no shame)

No shame
No shame
No shame

. . .



[Money mike]
Ladies and gentleman this is ya friendly pimp representative kat williams akamoney motha f**kin mike. please do not get the game crossed up, in order for younot to get tossed up, wether or not you are flossed up, it is neccesary in everypimps life to get flossed up

[SUGAFREE]
Hey sugafree why roxy jock'n
Probly because she dont want you to know she got caught watchin a parrot f**k acarrot of some of that oxy cotton
She said one time at band camp she was a rat
And sold girl scout cookies lyin flat on her back
One day I was in the middle of some sucka duckin
Got tired of throwin my hood up at this trick
Bust up like it was nothin
I met her out the blue sky, I truly neva knew why
But kept it pimpin in that ora she love me 'cause im to fly

CHORUS:
'cause im the only kinda man that she'll eva understand because thats what thepimpins there for
She rather deal with a mack and keep her flat on her back because thats what thepimpins there for

SUGAFREE:
Can u believe this
First thing fly out her mouth talkin bout I woulda told
Bitch u wouldnt a told them niggas shit
You know u love her up
Actin like ats all g 14 classified
Man all that bullshits a cover up
HOLLY NIKALONEAN
You wouldnt believe that bitch used to be a f**kin custodian
Thats what I get for lovin shit
Sincerely yours suga free and thank you for nothin

CHORUS: 2X

Sippin on that good bombay
Writin these raps checkin traps all day
Spittin real butta stay away from parkay
Ask me what I do man I pimp and parlay
Whats really though

I wouldnt care if she smoked dope shot rope aor chased a billy goat
But u dont hear me though
Paint her red
U need to pray and repent
She might be ya girlfriend yeah but she my trim
And I aint payin respects im just takin the checks
And beat the shit outa buff niggas fakin the flex
We keep it A O B....all on baby
Yall pay for puss man yall so crazy
Ya trick harder than the N B A
And got mad when ya B's got sent my way
'cause u in love with yaself and she in love with ya wealth
And wanna grin while she still f**kin everyone else
But she aint got no manners or self esteem
If I push the right buttons I could sell her a dream
And yall still poppin collars imma dust my kicks
While yall still go to clubs and handcuff yo bitch

CHORUS:

Suga free and baby bash talkin

Sugafree
I betta boss up

BABY BASH
NIGGA! go bring me some churches chicken with jalepenos and ????

Sugafree
I betta boss up

BABY BASH
Look look....you dont know me, till u blow me....nigga

Sugafree
I betta boss up

BABY BASH
Dont be a girl ????? for this dog to lick

Sugafree
I betta boss up

BABY BASH
Hey bash, call fred wreck and tell him about the time he put the chick in thescissors

BABY BASH
I once put a chisck in a gilatine choke
Made her steal some new shoes and get me some dough
And this aint no studio shit
How u think them ugly cats get a beautiful bitch
And I just call em how I see em
From the a.m to the p.m
Its young baby bash from the hustle mozileum
I spit cash, I spit cash
I put a hoe on the track in iraq

CHORUS till end

. . .


(feat. Natalie)

[Intro:]
Bubble pop
Come on
[Repeat 4x]

[Natalie:]
I'm so bubbalicious
And so delicious
You can't resist it
Now can we kick it out
Mah friend?

[Baby Bash:]
Yes I'm yo friend
Your so super natural
(Uh Huh)
When you dancing on da pole
(Uh Huh)
Make me say “Oh Boy”
Oh Boy

[Natalie:]
I'm so bubbalicious
And so delicious
You can't resist it
Now can we kick it out
Mah friend?

[Baby Bash:]
Yes I'm yo friend
Your so super natural
(Uh Huh)
When you dancing on da pole
(Uh Huh)
Make me say “Oh Boy”
Oh Boy

[Verse 1:]
You keep it bubbalicious
Girl and thas what's up
Your handling yo business
Girl and thas what's up
I like it when ya shake it
Girl and thas what's up
You know that u can take it
Girl and thas what's up
Supa dupa fly
Baby Girl, you so grown
Bangin' cold flavor
Thas some cold Rocky Road
Mah friends lay low on da
Next episode
We havin' some of trouble
When we bubble
Girl, let da game flow

[Natalie:]
I'm so bubbalicious
And so delicious
You can't resist it
Now can we kick it out
Mah friend?

[Baby Bash:]
Yes I'm yo friend
Your so super natural
(Uh Huh)
When you dancing on da pole
(Uh Huh)
Make me say “Oh Boy”
Oh Boy

[Verse 2:]
Now how da hell u get a playa
So electrified
Is that a dance you do
Or an exercise
Baby take me to a place
Where my spirits run free
Dance like we in France mama
Ooh-Wee-Wee
You the type of chick who loves
Skirts and High Heels
I'm the type of cat who like throwin' dolla bills
Ain't no trouble when we bubble
Fly like a breeze
You can beat the Genesee
I'ma be ya lemon squeeze

[Natalie:]
I'm so bubbalicious
And so delicious
You can't resist it
Now can we kick it out
Mah friend?

[Baby Bash:]
Yes I'm yo friend
Your so super natural
(Uh Huh)
When you dancing on da pole
(Uh Huh)
Make me say “Oh Boy”
Oh Boy

[Breakdown:]
Bubbalicious
Oh yes
So fly
[Repeat 3x]

[Natalie:]
I'm so bubbalicious
And so delicious
You can't resist it
Now can we kick it out
Mah friend?

[Baby Bash:]
Yes I'm yo friend
Your so super natural
(Uh Huh)
When you dancing on da pole
(Uh Huh)
Make me say “Oh Boy”
Oh Boy

[Natalie:]
I'm so bubbalicious
And so delicious
You can't resist it
Now can we kick it out
Mah friend?

[Baby Bash:]
Yes I'm yo friend
Your so super natural
(Uh Huh)
When you dancing on da pole
(Uh Huh)
Make me say “Oh Boy”

. . .


f/ A-Wax, Richie Rich, Russell Lee

[Russell Lee]
Yeah, Yeah
I'm a spit some of this real game
Some real shit
Some real talk
Na, na
Whoa-oh, Whoa

[Richie Rich]
Ugh, check my watch
Check my chain
It's simple and plain
The Chevy wit the blew out brains
As I bounce and mash
Count this cash
Floss and flash
Cop and blow a zip wit Bash
Since everything is big in Texas then where's the zag's?
I'm a cross the finish line
Tell me where's the flags?
Brought my rag top
Should have brought the Jag
On the beach me and Beesh
Look at all this ass
I could tell you stories but can show you cash
Give you game and secrets that I know you'll pass
To the next playa hater
And he'll break like glass
Now I got a bunch of people digging' through my pads
So I choose to floss
Cuz who's the boss, let's ink it
It's Richie Rich for those who thought re-think it
Some yell it and tell it
I blow it and smoke it and smell it
Let's spend tokens wit my people who sell it, what?

[Chorus]: Russell Lee
I can show you better than I can tell ya, tell ya
I can show you better than I can tell ya, tell ya
I can show you better than I can tell ya, whoa yeah
But it's really nothin' though [But it's really nothin' though]
But it's really nothin' though [But it's really nothin' though]


[Baby Bash]
I could show you somethin' dirty deep up in them corners mayne
What the deal?
I could bend the block and make it hotter than a Forman grill
I got the keys to the Chevy Caprice
I could show you mother fuckin' snitches straight to Belize
Now that's low
Fa sho', conspiracy and parole
I could show you real cats doin' time over a ho
I could show you poor and happy, or rich one's that lose they mind
I could show you dime pieces in school fashion design
I could show you street lights and heart beak hotels
I could show you young cats gettin' popped wit yayo
Down to do what I gotta do to satisfy the man in me
And from the looks of thangs the popo's ain't understandin' me
The original digital scale reader
The pedigree playa who be stackin' his Velveeta
I could show you boss stuntin' so fuckin' disgustin'
I could show you rapper's frontin' but mayne it's really nothin'

[Chorus]

[A-Wax]
I could show you
I could reach you and teach you
I know you and where you comin' from
I understand it
This been goin' on forever dog
It's no end
Life is like a bullet in your back from a close friend
Disappointed to the point where I'm runnin' by myself
Never knowin' where I'm goin' start to wonder myself, yeah
Money was a necessity
My greed got the best of me
You think you smokin' Uncle B
Who got the recipe?
I'm sayin' it's nothin'
I say it sincerely, and speakin' clearly
I'd rather you respect me than fear me
I came a long way and still I got a while to go
You probably thinkin' to yourself "What's he smilin' for?"
My dog Bash about to be platinum doin' his thang
So if you hate him for it, boy you fakin' and know it
We takin' this money
Big bundles of bills

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Hennessey

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Outro

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3rd Wish
Baby Bash
Te quiero mucho, ha

Son las cinco de la manana
Y no he dormido nada
Just thinkin' 'bout your beauty
Got me crazy in the head
El insomnio es mi castigo
Tu amor seraґmi alivio
Until you're in my arms, girl
I can have no peace in bed

It's five o'clock in the mornin'
I can't get no sleep
When I think about your beauty it makes me weak
I lay restless at home, without you there
Until you are mine, I'll find no relief (ooh)

[Chorus]
Amor, si es amor
Your love's got me feelin'
Obsessed in my soul
Si es amor
not an illusion
That makes me do things
That my heart can't control

I know you're not my lady
But I'm full of hopes and maybes
Till onto your love can't save me
Solo puedo hablar de ti
Saw you with your amigo
Girl he don't look so rigo
No sabe complacerte, como lo haria yo

It's five o'clock in the mornin'
I can't get no sleep
When I think about your beauty it makes me weak
I lay restless at home, without you there
Until you are mine, I'll find no relief

[Chorus]
Amor (si es amor)
Si es amor (si es amor)
Your love's got me feelin' (your love's got me)
Obsessed in my soul
Si es amor
not an illusion
That makes me do things
That my heart can't control

[Baby Bash Rap]
When it feel so right n I don't care what people say
After I'll grab the lotion grab the blanket take a trip to Monorae
We can, do it on the beach, cause you know, how we goin' do
We goin, act a fool, even when we run it cool
Put on your favorite dress
Let's impress the town a lotta
Got the gucci bag oops my mistake
You stunt that Prada – yada
Yada Im saying
Yada I mean
Yada I holla
And I'm so proud to say one day I'll be your baby's father
You fine

Es amor, es amor (te quiero mucho)
Es an obsesión (es an obsesión)
Es amor, es amor (3rd wish)
Es an obsesión

[Chorus]
Amor, si es amor
Your love's got me feelin' (your love's got me)
Obsessed in my soul
Si es amor
Not an illusion
That makes me do things
That my heart can't control

Amor, si es amor
Your love's got me feelin' (your love's got me feelin')
Obsessed in my soul
Si es amor not an illusion (3rd wish)
That makes me do things (baby bash)
That my heart can't control


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