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| Super Saucy | Tha Smokin' Nephew |
Suga Suga
Yeh Suh!
Weed Hand
Shorty DooWop
On Tha Curb
Sexy Eyes (Da Da Da Da)
Image Of Pimp
Early In Da Morning
Feeling Me | Oh Wow
Changed My Life
Stay Perkin'
Pollution
Menage A Trois
Tha Chop
Don't Disrespect My Mind
Suga Suga (Remix) |
| » Suga Suga « |
So tight, so fly
You got me lifted, you got me lifted
[Frankie J.]
You got me lifted shifted higher than a ceiling
And ooh wee it’s the ultimate feeling
You got me lifted feeling so gifted
Sugar how you get so fly?
Sugar sugar how you get so fly?
Sugar sugar how you get so fly?
Sugar sugar how you get so fly?
Sugar sugar how you get so fly?
[Baby Beesh]
You know its leather when we ride
Wood grain and raw hide
Doing what we do, watching screens getting high
Gurl you keep it so fly with your sweet hunnybuns
You was there when the money was gone
You’ll be there when the money comes
Off top I can’t lie I love to get blowed
You my lil’sugar, I’m yo little chulo
And every time we kick it it’s off to the groovy
Treat you like my sticky ickey or my sweet oowy goowy (fa real though)
[Frankie J.]
You got me lifted shifted higher than a ceiling
And ooh wee it’s the ultimate feeling
You got me lifted feeling so gifted
Sugar how you get so fly?
Sugar sugar how you get so fly?
Sugar sugar how you get so fly?
Sugar sugar how you get so fly?
Sugar sugar how you get so fly?
[Baby Beesh]
Now I ain’t worried about a thang cause I just hit me a lick
I got a fat sack and a superfly chick
and uh uh there aint nothing you can say to a player
Cause doowop, she fly like the planes in the air
That’s right she’s full grown settin the wrong tone
Im diggin the energy and im lovin the o-zone
So fly like a dove so fly like a raven
Quick to politic with some fly conversation
In a natural mood then im a natural dude
And we some natural fools blowin out by the pool
She like my sexy-coo mama with blades on her berata
Rockin Dolce’ Gubbana with high-drows and a igwana
[Frankie J.]
You got me lifted shifted higher than a ceiling
And ooh wee it’s the ultimate feeling
You got me lifted feeling so gifted
Sugar how you get so fly?
Sugar sugar how you get so fly?
Sugar sugar how you get so fly?
Sugar sugar how you get so fly?
Sugar sugar how you get so fly?
[bridge]
You know its leather when we ride
Wood grain and raw hide
Doing what we do, watching screens getting high
Gurl you keep it so fly with you sweet hunnybuns
You was there when the money was gone
You’ll be there when the money comes
You know its leather when we ride
Wood grain and raw hide
Doing what we do, watching screens getting high
Gurl you keep it so fly with you sweet hunnybuns
You was there when the money was gone
You’ll be there when the money comes (fa real though)
[Frankie J.]
You got me lifted shifted higher than a ceiling
And ooh wee it’s the ultimate feeling
You got me lifted feeling so gifted
Sugar how you get so fly?
Sugar sugar how you get so fly?
Sugar sugar how you get so fly?
Sugar sugar how you get so fly?
Sugar sugar how you get so fly?
So high like I’m a star
Feelin so high like I’m a star
Feelin so high like I’m a star
Feelin so high like I’m a star
my suga |
| » Yeh Suh! « |
We Deep
(Yeh Suh!)
We Creep
(Yeh Suh!)
We throw, we blow
(Uh Huh, Yeh Suh!)
We Fly
(Yeh Suh!)
No Lie
(Yeh Suh!)
Off the Trank and the dank so High
(Yeh Suh!)
It's my arrival, and my survival
I'm skyin higher then messiah an' his bible
Watch for that rifle
Watch for that psycho
Yo breezy chosen, n she lookin' kinda tight though
Now if you talk that talk
ya better walk that walk
don't let this pretty face fool ya
'cuz I'm a savage
like a Dallas Maverick
Got nephews that'll do ya
Snatch that jeerzy off your skeleton with the quickness
And if its wall ta wall betta gaurd your jaw we handlin bi'ness
Servin this game like tennis we up in this mean Muggin
Crackin the fuck up at them squares dream thuggin
Blowin our trees cousin
it gets sticky in the pain
Tricky in the tank
and don't miss me wit that dank
500 on the street equals 65 G's
In that Jordan briefcase like that boy from the piz
Bigger then show biz
so I'm stayin focused
When they holla at the club
"How much them blows is"
We Deep
(Yeh Suh!)
We Creep
(Yeh Suh!)
We throw, we blow
(Uh Huh, Yeh Suh!)
We Fly
(Yeh Suh!)
No Lie
(Yeh Suh!)
Off the Trank and the dank so High
(Yeh Suh!)
We Deep
(Yeh Suh!)
We Creep
(Yeh Suh!)
We throw, we blow
(Uh Huh, Yeh Suh!)
We Fly
(Yeh Suh!)
No Lie
(Yeh Suh!)
Off the Trank and the dank so High
(Yeh Suh!)
I remember when my thugz
showed me how ta slang heat Hollerin
fixin how ta talk man we gona bring beat Ya
now guess what I'm goin through and this what I stand fo
Thuggin ain't that legal but I'm doin what I can boy
But I sound small I as I is
sound as raw as I is
I pop n lift mic's while I bench press heads
Down is all in it
see niggaz ballin in it
Aiighty, tellin a sad story we know why I got it
Niggas bad at the game they ain't showin no love
Thats cold nigga deal with it show'em you thug
Havin, Partnah's in prision n a few dead friends
was the Streets way of showin me two dead ends
then the beats got to showin me you can make ends
Goin hard in the pank when the pussy boys can't
One thug that had some said that boy Bash
That manilla world send max pain comin for that ass. YESSAH!
We Deep
(Yeh Suh!)
We Creep
(Yeh Suh!)
We throw, we blow
(Uh Huh, Yeh Suh!)
We Fly
(Yeh Suh!)
No Lie
(Yeh Suh!)
Off the Trank and the dank so High
(Yeh Suh!)
We Deep
(Yeh Suh!)
We Creep
(Yeh Suh!)
We throw, we blow
(Uh Huh, Yeh Suh!)
We Fly
(Yeh Suh!)
No Lie
(Yeh Suh!)
Off the Trank and the dank so High
(Yeh Suh!)
I'm just a mack man
I'm just a mack man
and if its crackin where you mackin where you at man
I'm just a mack man
I'm just a mack man
and if its crackin where you mackin where you at man
I'm just a mack man
I'm just a mack man
and if its crackin where you mackin where you at man
I'm just a mack man
I'm just a mack man
and if its crackin where you mackin where you at man
We Deep
(Yeh Suh!)
We Creep
(Yeh Suh!)
We throw, we blow
(Uh Huh, Yeh Suh!)
We Fly
(Yeh Suh!)
No Lie
(Yeh Suh!)
Off the Trank and the dank so High
(Yeh Suh!) |
| » Weed Hand « |
[Chorus:]
Sometimes da game got me stressin partner i can't lie
I roll me a sweet smash off n da ride a whole piece i aint never lied
I put my weed hand n da sky
I put my weed hand n da sky
I respect it for da luv of life
A whole piece i aint never lied
I put my weed hand in da sky
I put my weed hand in da sky
[V1:]
The smokes killing off my lungs and appendix.It's baby bash the modern day jimmy hendrix.deep
down in texas,dope house is so relentless.the fluff is endless.smokin wit my lawer and my
dentist.Feelin stupendiss wanna come to my quarter stacks.Smokin on greener reef.singing boby
to dem older cats.(bobby brown)Dem dolger sax,wit a coffee grinder at my mercy.Dun rolled a
lax wit a highspeed chasers ones dat coudn't curch me.Cocked mouthed and thirsty gotta keep my
spirit lifted though.My spiritual,lyrical,it's hydromyrical.I'm comin visious though,wit a
fully loaded off dat durby. feelin so worthy cuz my vacume lungs are like dat curby.and don't
desturb me when i'm floatin to my foriegn land.You no fo' sho' i keep my pipe in my weed
hand.My weed hand is something i don't disrestpect.Your weed hand throw it up and represent
your weed.
[Chorus:]
[V2:]
I'ma gonna admit it and you know i'm wid it.begin his life,got his only one and split it.Lit
it up wit my nephew.and now i'm floatin.My crown is broaken.soakin up my soal.sippen
styraphone cups.choken now i'm low.If you ridden on us dats cool but pass da joint.diamonds
flyin and you just had to go.cuz u dun cast da vote.and i didn't even get a hit.no not even a
little bit.so now help me get rid of dis.baby girl don't disrespecr the luv.and i can't see
dat.ask where we get the best of bud.put up ur weed hand.
[Chorus:]
[V3:]
Man i been down dis way before.i hit da bong back up and blow.I'm too damn high don't pass me
no mo'.I blaze drown,sip on a four.stayin high i'm on a note.u can smell da bong all on my
clothes.man look at my eyes they bout to b closed.I'm choken dudes up out hte room wit my weed
hand in the sky.I'm stayin blowed on octamodes and i'm leanin half da time.I'm stayin high and
i hustle fool.don't be at home up on my ass gotta get up and glock sum cash.
hoes thinkin they gonna smoke for free.but not wit a young P.I.M.P.Just cuz i'm young don't
mean i'm dumb.Red microphones now blaze sum of dat greener reef.and pour sum of dat purple
stuff.down here we smokin bud.ya i no u herd of us.
[Chorus:]
ending outro:My weed hand,put ur weed hand in da sku,my weed hand,east west,my weed
hand,north south,something we can all relate to,my weed hand |
| » Shorty DooWop « |
[Chorus:]
Yea that's my shorty doowop
Yea that's my shorty doowop
Yea that's my shorty doowop
And I can't wait to be alone with you
I bet you never seen a shorty so fly
Pushin candy paint with the chrome choppin by
Throwin up player wave to my riders on the block
They all show love to my shorty doowop
In a juicy fruit jeans love that 315s
Livin every fantasy and ghetto girl dreams
Watchin swinging bang and she in another corner
Lookin way cool comin through with the doshure
Now after two honey blunts I discovered the buzz
I'm call her shorty she gonna call me love
And through the thick of it all
She excepted collect calls
When the daddy got caught up by the law
[Repeat chorus]
For real though, for real though, for real though
She the girl in the movie and I'm the hero
Stuck with me when I violated p-role
And came up when she started with zero
Baby Bash Latino Robert Denero
She got with me cuz her hubby was a weird-o
And yes sir she lookin so mighty mighty
Love me cuz I'm fresh and clean and so tighty
And theres a piece to the puzzle, the grind, the hustle
Respect when I'm good and love me when I'm in trouble
And yes sir, oh no, and yes sir she lookin so throw
[Repeat chorus]
I can't wait to be alone with you
Cuz you the only boo who do the freaky things you do
You keep me feelin high you keep my drama low
Yea I'm your shorty boy but you already know
[Repeat chorus] |
| » On Tha Curb « |
Im standing on the curb,
Puffin on the herb,
Tryin get what a mother fucker deserve,
Im trying stay high,
True to the trilla,
Tryin get richer cuz it all about them illaz,
Im standing on the curb,
Puffin on the herb,
Tryin get what a mother fucker deserve,
Im trying stay high,
True to the trilla,
Tryin get richer cuz it all about them illaz,
Well that's the way I put it down,
R & D we faced the clown,
Purple essence all around,
See me and my folks we blaze the pounds,
Aint no brown, it's all green,
Playas know what the hell I mean,
A whole new scheme, a whole new dream,
I just got me a triple beam,
From a dope feen,
But he a homie though,
Use to be a balla,
Till he started using all his dough,
Rock it up, Chop it up and a Sack it up,
All true to the rules may be,
No fool you always actin up,
And they know woofin,
They loving what these gentles cookin,
That's why im jukin,
That candy crème, wit that puddin,
Baby Bash all about that cash,
And that Mary Jane,
You know tha game,
I gots to gets tha money man,
(Chorus 2x)
My playz dreams are magical,
My top notch game is valuable,
Im stackin my mathematical,
Cuz I just bumped me a badder hoe,
A Las Vegas Nevada hoe,
Strip her into national,
Some big old tits and ass an all,
She loves all by that grass I grow,
Her schedule aint flexible,
They all live in Mexico,
Got a semi truck with hella blow,
And he scats across the border hoe,
That's why, the duck is coming buckets,
Posted on the gizzard
Blowing sweets like they gots trumpets,
(Chorus 2x)
Before I run out
Let me be cocky cuz I have the habit,
That fluffy rabbit,
That Purple puss,
That white magic,
It got them feening,
For a mouth piece that be poppin pees an,
Got them sick and queezin,
Cant let them haters be the reason,
You taking losses,
Fuckin off ur credit that aint cool,
Then you wonder why these fool ride and blast at you,
That's the game and the game gonna take a stride,
Its Baby Bash, baby boy im come take a ride.
(Chorus 2x) |
| » Sexy Eyes (Da Da Da Da) « |
Sexy Eyes, they’re so lovely,
Sexy Eyes Make me wanna love ya
Sexy Eyes,
Girl you’re lookin’ way cool tonight Oohh
Da da da da da,
Ya know I got the cognac,
Da da da da da,
And the phat bomb sack
Da da da da da,
Your sexy eyes got me hypnotized,
Lady come and take a ride with me
Shorty do you know the time
All I wanna do is vibe
Put you on the suga rise
Smilin’ wit your pearly whites
Sexy eyes
Sexy waist
Sexy each and every day
When I put this thang up on ya
Sexy mama wanna merry maid
But hold up now, we just met
Let me see how long you keep it wet
Hold it steady, already,
Baby girl we done did dat
It’s like a stair way to paradise
When I look into your eyes,
Mama very nice
And we can do all type of thangs
Rollin in them whips and I like to swang
You know it’s ??
Your sexy eyes are so spiritual
[Chorus x1]
The steelo so kamikaze
Shrinin’ like Liberachy
Spendin like Burberry
Me E’Seemiagy
It’s goin’ down like gravity
Yo baby daddy mad at me
And I throw these things so handley
Cop me an assault and battery
She still wanna love me like a playboy bunny
Lookin’ like warm hunny
So classy and stunny
Faithfully, she waits for me
Like the real ones really do
So gracefully she’s made for me
And you know that’s on the cool
Girl get your shine on like candle in the wind
Gotta keep my mind strong
When I’m hammer in the fin
And one look is all it took
Incredible thighs
And one look is all it took
Incredible eyes
[Chorus x1]
[x2]
Time don’t wait for love
And life don’t wait for a break in the weather
It’s time for me and you to hook up
Let’s get this thing together
[Chorus x2] |
| » Image Of Pimp « |
[YEAH, YEAH, UHH]
ITS SUCH A FILTHY GAME,
ITS SUCH A DIRTY GAME,
DA GAME DONT EVA CHANGE,
MY IMAGE IS EVERYTHANG.
[CHORUS TRANSLATED IN ENGLISH]
You know my image as a pimp, it can be kind of hard to ignore,
Because of my image, I might call you a hore
You know my image as a pimp, it can be hard to accept, You gotta be open for some disresepect
[BABY BASH]
Word around town is I pop these P's,
word around town is I hold these G's,
word around town is I blow these trees,
word around town is Baby Beesh,
Pimpin' in high velocity, yall squares betta back up off me,
Cuz we gonna do what the hell we do,
Baby Bash the ghetto socrities,
Gettin' all these keys at playa prices,
Top notch ho by da name of Icess,
Soak it up qick cuz da game is priceless,
money and mackin' is nuttin nice (b*tch),
Im out in Ohio man I missed my trial,
Feds after me cuz i serve this D,
got blessed as Golden child
[Chorus]
[Oral Bee translated in english]
I dominate the ladies, insult the ladies
Some think that Oral Bee is badgering the ladies
I massage some ladies…but keep it on the hush,
I’m a pimp, sh*t, I’m not supposed to have no crush
met this lady, she was off tha hook,
A playa got hard off her sexy look,
To my homies I said that she was crazy horny,
And, like most *****es she was dumb and corny
..well, the truth is that this girl was mad intelligent,
I wanted to follow her ass everywhere it went,
Yeh suh! This mama turned me on,
But then she met some slick-talkin’ playa and was gone,
He was a nasty playa who called her a queen,
Now, I can’t do that, I am a pimp-machine,
..sometimes I wish that pretty ***** still was mine,
but, I got the image of a pimp, and I stay true to it all the time…
[Chorus]
[Third verse]
Image of a pimp is wut I got,
take a look at me girl I live it hard,
I aint chose to rhyme my game is cold,
million dollar mouth piece have you bringin doe,
back to da daddy in a candy caddy,
wit a half bag of afghanastani,
Cuz me and Beesh see we blowin' big,
cant help us now cuz we on it,
Ohh look we slammin' da bom on it,
Dont act like yo @ss aint noticed it,
im rollin' wit a bunch of hoggs,
yall ready know they like to ball,
I get paid fo sex give me the money on a daily basis,
have yo @ss on the track till 8 in da morning,
Im a mack baby I aint savin' h0s.
[Chorus]
[Baby Bash]
Blow one...
Now wut it do, wut it do,is yo smokin' nephew
Wut it do, wut it do,is yo smokin' nephew
Wut it do, wut it do,is yo smokin' nephew |
| » Early In Da Morning « |
Ahh, fo sho, fo sho
(That lighter don’t work)
(I told u uh huh)
(I’m just sayin tho)
Early in da morning
'Fore I eats my breakfast
I gotta get down
Early in da morning
'Fore I eats my breakfast
I gotta get down
Late night in the evening
'Fore I gets to sleepin
I gotta get down
Late night in the evening
'Fore I gets to sleepin
I gotta get down
Oh goody goody, got the mornin woody
Roll over so quick, baby girl give it to me
Man what a quicky, stabbin' with the stiffy
Bustin’ bigger nuts than peter pan and jiffy
Give me a little licky, huggy and kissy kissy
And off last night I’m still a little wiggy
Forgive me girl if I damage ya
But it feel like I'm on viagra
Early in da morning
'Fore I eats my breakfast
I gotta get down
Early in da morning
'Fore I eats my breakfast
I gotta get down
Well I’m a Cheech I’m a Chong, grab the water bong
Hit it for so strong, and hold up for so long
I’m a rip, I’m a run, roll tha whole blunt
Grab the visine, I'm feelin' so crunk
Check my watch, connect my dots
Scratch my crotch, jump in tha the flip flops
All I hear is pots and pans with da sizzle
Chorizo con huevos, man it’s off da hizzle
Chockin' on dat residue
I told ya’ll man what I’m fix to do
You know hydro he a friend of mine
Take the monkey off my back like every time
Got a stylo that's so frio
Fly like an eagle so high, me and my amigo
Another day, another dolla, another deal
What you say huh, what, when you wanna kill?
Early in da morning
'Fore I eats my breakfast
I gotta get down
Early in da morning
'Fore I eats my breakfast
I gotta get down
Who that comin' thru
What’s really crackalackin, what's up wit you?
Oh no, not him again
He be rollin' with them crazy ass mexicans
Baby bash u a fool, on the kool
I’m just sayin' tho
U keeps it real, what them otha boys playin' fo?
Holla, holla all mighty dolla
Got everybody thinkin', it’s kool to hate anotha
But man hold up, I’m on a new page
All them haters in my mix, get out my kool-aid
I’m quick to spark up, and steal somebody lighter
I get cotton mouth, and eat some jumbalaya
Oh, my mya, oh, hell yeah
Before I make love I puts it in the air
Twice last night and once in da morning
I gotta get down so I can gets going
Early in da morning
'Fore I eats my breakfast
I gotta get down
Early in da morning
'Fore I eats my breakfast
I gotta get down
Late night in the evening
'Fore I gets to sleepin
I gotta get down
Late night in the evening
'Fore I gets to sleepin
I gotta get down
Early in da morning
'Fore I eats my breakfast
I gotta get down
Early in da morning
'Fore I eats my breakfast
I gotta get down |
| » Feeling Me « |
(Chorus: Russell Lee)
she's in love with a hustla
she dont be messin with them suckas
lookin so good, little tight jeans on and G-strings on
and i know that she be feelin me
(Baby Beesh)
she in love with a hustla, someone she could trust her
someone she can get down with cus she dont mees with suckas
sleep all day, and grind all night
living in the fast lane, the game's nothin polite
so im laced up tight, cause i aint into laggin'
she love to watch me in the mirror when im doing my stabbin'
And she aint into punks, giving em' bruises and bumps
and she know i blow big, so she be twisting my blunts
thats real talk, comin from a real hog on the block
she love the playboy lifestyle, the knots and the rocks
and even tho sometime, it might seem strange
she wouldn't trade it in, with none of the thangs
(chorus)
(Baby Beesh)
Well now she might of cought my ass like once or twice
but she'd rather stick me, instead of rollin the dice
cause she know im official, so why take a chance
and end up with a over jealous sucka romance
love to see me get the lapdance every now and then huh
never fuck around with her stripper girlfriends huh
now thats living like, who's the boss
yeah she liking the money, but she lovin my sauce
even tho she approached by them big time ballas
she aint having that cause aint another like papa
And her parents just dont understand
What kind of man she in love with, but she dont give a damm
(chorus)
one day we gon get it together -8x
(chorus 2x) |
| » Oh Wow « |
I changed my life
so I can be with you
But you turned and walked away
Tell me what to do(2x)
Somehow I know you still believe (2x)
You interrupted my bliss for this I'm sorry
used to be steak and fish calamary
But now all you do is drink and party
Girl you weren't the greatest, the greatest was Ali
In the words of the great late Bob Marley
No Woman No cry
Yes sure I do believe
I count my blessing everytime I see my loved ones
Wonder why I'd be stressin off a silly woman
Boy get your head straight
Boy get your head right
Keep on buzzin with your cousin boy
And have a good time
Sometime I know its right
Sometime I know its wrong
Sometimes I do it big
Sometimes I'm all alone
I changed my life
so I can be with you
But you turned and walked away
Tell me what to do(2x)
Somehow I know you still believe (2x)
Up and down like a see-saw
Baby let me free fall
Me you fall again
And baby don't make me he-haw
And when I get caught up again
And I'ma put that on my mama and next of kin
Money can't buy me happiness
but it will brighten my day (brighten my day)
They say money can't buy me happiness
But it will brighten my day (brighten my day)
Baby girl you dun did it
I ain't with it
Only problem in my life was you
So good riddance
Out the door quick
Feet first sideways
So check it out quick I'm ridden the highways
I changed my life
so I can be with you
But you turned and walked away
Tell me what to do(2x)
Somehow I know you still believe (2x)
Money wont buy you happiness
But it will brighten your day(2x) |
| » Changed My Life « |
[Chorus]
I changed my life so I could be with you
But you turned and walked away,
Tell me what to do.
I changed my life so I could be with you
But you turned and walked away
Tell me what to do
Somehow I know you still believe
Somehow I know you still believe
[Verse 1]
You interrupted my bliss
Fuck this I sorry
Used to be steak fish calamari
But now all you do is drink and party
Girl you ain’t the greatest the greatest was Ali
In the words of the late great Bob Marley
No Woman, no cry, yes suh I do believe.
I count my blessing every time I see my loved ones.
Wondering why I be stressing of a silly woman.
Boy get your head straight, boy get your head right.
Keep on buzzin with your cousin
Boy have a good time.
Sometime I know it’s right, sometimes I know it’s wrong
Sometimes I do it big, sometimes I’m all alone.
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Up and down like a see-saw.
Baby let me free fall.
Me fall for that again
Don’t make me hee haw.
Never will I get caught up again.
I’m gonna put that on my momma and my next of kin
They say money can’t buy me happiness,
But it will brighten my day.
They say money can’t buy me happiness,
But it will brighten my day.
Baby girl you don did it.
Girl I ain’t wit it.
Only problem in my life was you,
So good ridden.
I’m out the door quick, feet first sideways.
I’m checking out baby,
And breathin some highway.
[Chorus]
Money won’t buy you happiness
But it will brighten your day.
Money won’t buy you happiness,
But it will brighten your day |
| » Pollution « |
Chorus
Sometimes I wanna get away from all the confusion
Causin' pollution
I know you wish you could run away from this institution
Cause there's no solution, to survive
Another day when I'm waking up
I turn my TV on CNN
Another homie done bit the dust, my best friend's back up in the pen
Somebody hit the twin towers, ? and the buildings came tumbling down
All we could do was watch in tears
While the people of America wondered how we let it go down
Then, I heard a sound when I turned around
This old man said pray for me
Said I've been in the world for 88 long years and go now can you stay for me?
I looked him in the eyes, and gave him a smile and said mister I don't mean no harm
But you ain't going nowhere, so just pull up a chair
I got greens fresh off the farm
And with that he pulled a bottle from his pocket and said youngin' ima give it a try
I said hold up pops, I ain't forget about the nana you promised so pass it by
and then he said...
Chorus
From dusk to dawn, mom's always tellin me you must move on
Let the past be the last thing to dust you son
And I trust you mom
But the ? lust for fun, wanna bust my gun
Wasn't much to some, then you measured up to most started walking down the road
To the treasure up the post
You just never f***ing know what you gonna see, where ya gonna be, who you gonna meet
It's true you gonna sleepin, slip into silence
Shot guns fired, choppers and sirens
Spotlight shinin, flashin on the glance
At a boy without a chance and the Devil on his ass
I be sayin though, livin my life... wishin' and hopin
I be sayin though, chasin the dreams...
I be sayin though same thing that will make you laugh will make you cry
That's how we know man, why that's why
I be sayin though taken away from the frustration
I be sayin though teach me to use my imagination
I be sayin though same thing that will make you laugh will make you cry
That's how we know man, why that's why
Chorus |
| » Menage A Trois « |
I was thinkin' that we could get a lil freaky
I could call some of my girlfriends (x2)
Show me what that body do like
Wanna do everything you like
Your girl looking way cool, how bout we hook up tonight?
Jacuzzi's, sweet hotel, dirty movies, oh that's well
I'm such a freak, ooh la la, groove me w/ that tail
Down and dirty, rough and rugged, dog nasty cause you love it
She gonna kiss it you gonna rub it
Livin out my fantasy, baby come and dance for me
You got that candy cream, let me see you pull your pantie string
Let your thong slide to the side, chica open wide
and let us do that damn thang, baby girl you know thats right
It's kinda vicious though, its kinda pimpish though
This carmel coated candy cane is so delicious though.
Chorus
Show me what your body do
You can bring your girlfriend too
We can have a ron de vu
Menage A Trois
We can have a drink or two
You can bring your girlfriend too
We can keep it on the cool
Menage A Trois (x2)
I'll show you what my body do
Put it on her then put it on you
Little freaky ron de vu
Yea we can keep it on the cool
Three's company so come with me
Got enough to make two feel lovely
He kissin me, she rubbin me, she lickin me, he fuckin me
Wanna watch, you wanna see how me and my girlfriend get nasty
We some freaks up in the sheets in a perfect fantasy
But chu need a man w/ stamina who can take two women to handle her
Like a plate until viagra, workin it till he see the sun
Power yea that nasty girl, testing me? I'll rock ya world
Got skills like a pro and plus you know I got that bomb pearl
So boo I'ma roll w/ chu, yea me and my home girl too
We gonna take it to the room, so baby what to do?
Chorus
Let me see you break yo back
Baby girl take all of that
Let me see you break yo back
Uh-oh i think she swallowed that
I got the mirror on the top of my bed
and got that magnum P.I. for the top of my head
Let's keep it ulta-gravy, me and you lovely ladies
Sippin hypnotic, gettin exotic, man it feels so crazy (x2)
You know I like to watch
You know I like to see
I'm kinda freaky mama
Oh baby please believe it (x2)
Chorus |
| » Tha Chop « |
This is aint nothing new to me
Look at what they do to me
Need to Chill, try to stop
Did dirt with him, now I gotta buy tha chop
(FIRSTVERSE)
I'm with my momma in a car with ten and a half pounds
No DL's, an innocent amount of rounds
With my mind on my mansion, I'm smashin about the town
You thought I wasn't home? Wait till I clown 'round
Basha with me, believe me, disturbin three for the fifty
And I wish a mutha fucker would try to get with me
'cos I'm nifty with the milly when the torch is on
And Play every play like its fourth to long
Now when the horse is gone, I beat the shit out the pig
It dont take much, to split a fools wit
See im only one shot from making the headlines
So quick nigga, got quarters and dead lines
Shakin the bed time, they checking my barcode
A.T.F, I.N.S and the US Marshal
And this is aint nathin new to me
Capitalize on opportunity (Uh!)
And this is aint nathin new to me
Capitalize on opportunity
(Which way did he go?)
(Which way did he go?)
(Which way did he go?)
(CHORUS)
This is aint nothing new to me
Look at what they do to me
Need to Chill, try to stop
Did dirt with him now I gotta buy tha chop
This is aint nothing new to me
Look at what they do to me
Need to Chill, try to stop
Did dirt with him now I gotta buy tha chop
(SECOND VERSE)
This old shit aint new to me
I'm rockin stolen jewelry
Try to tell so I leave the bay
Did dirt with him now I gotta keep the K
Bash a dude's wig over baby bash
He my broken nephew, we be checkin brazin cash
We kept G's on the omni floor
Put the bloody bills with the Tommy in the drawer
Tell mummy with the rock, break a lil a corner off
I don't like that bam, I don't wanna cough
You got to watch every step
P walk and pull out a deck
I thought you knew I'm a vet
Let loose and threw up my set
A-W-A-X to Latex
Glove on my left hand can only mean death mayne.
(CHORUS)
This is aint nothing new to me
Look at what they do to me
Need to Chill, try to stop
Did dirt with him now I gotta buy the chop
This is aint nothing new to me
Look at what they do to me
Need to Chill, try to stop
Did dirt with him now I gotta buy the chop
(THIRD VERSE)
Now it's that pimpin ass Gringo
Bitches you single?
I spit heat, hit the street, stack em out the window
Bury a lingo, iz what a playa blessed with
Ten shots with his own spots is all I ever messed with
So if you broke, I aint even hearda ya
Come around me again and ima murder ya
I need some loot, so watch how I take ya town
A bitch wanna hold me, I track her down
Get up in the brain, take over the soul
Thought she's a knight, I'm ready to roll
A big long black hella beat in the trunk
Baby kick back its hella heat for the funk
A dead mutha fucker, a step to the low
One too many drinks, now he's gettin a roll
So??? Tell them get this
It's JT, I'm a dog when I spit this
(CHORUS)
This is aint nothing new to me
Look at what they do to me
Need to Chill, try to stop
Did dirt with him now I gotta buy the chop
This is aint nothing new to me
Look at what they do to me
Need to Chill, try to stop
Did dirt with him now I gotta buy the chop |
| » Don't Disrespect My Mind « |
(Low-G)
Ghetto Soldier, I’m representin’ from that Houston
Second Ward, that be the place where I do my dirt
Kick in doors, sellin’ Dope, Only my God knows
I have to do what I have to do , just to stay alive
I lost a friend, but God blessed me with some real niggaz
Hell is soft, I kept it real from the fuckin’ start
I stay strapped, cause my neighborhood so dirty
I kiss my Grandma Goodbye, but my jefa looks so worried
Pitbulls from my tierra that I call my home
It aint much, but its something I can call my own
I go to war at any times, at any place
Why yo punk twelve gauge, all in your face
I want your jades, your jackets, and your jewelry
What the fuck you on my block, if you aint cool with me
You crossed the line, ain’t no time to press rewind
I caught you slippin’ cause I heard that you dropped a dime
On my perro, now he doin’ twenty-five to life
Low-G, now I got to earn another stripe
Ghetto Star Greyhound is my fuckin’ car
Ghetto Clothes, but I’m feeling like I’m ghetto far
Chorus
Don’t Disrespect my mind
Don’t Disrespect my Clika (8x)
(Baby Beesh)
Its like the realest shit you eva heard of
Money, Mac, and Mobbin’, Murda
Two Eleven, One Eight Seven
Dope Fiend and Curb Servas
Watchin’ to much Hollywood
Because he thought he could
Come up and disrespect the game, but now he’s ridin’ wood
Oh yea that funny shit
Jealous and Dummy shit
That shit from the birds to the bees,
when you thought pussy was runnin’ shit
dying over bitches and colors,
tell them all we really love ‘em
and then we go off and smotha’ each other on a daily basis
our block be on that cain
our block be on that map
my block be on that game
my block be on that death
muthafuckas claiming that they runnin’ shit its all wet
and you can tell them sorry sasqwets I said that
cause now a days its me and my economy
and if it aint about no bread playa don’t bother me
on top of ya’ll, I got the law on top of me
wanted for a robbery, cutting a fool’s artery
Chorus (8x)
(Baby Beesh)
A maggots gon’ be a maggot
Faggots gon’ be a faggot
But if they want some static
I got an automatic
This automatic, if I grab it
Sometimes its tragic
Causing havoc,
bullets blastin’,
but he had to have it
from starting racket
looked at the wounded and all the graphic
the game is graphic
and the classic
in and out of traffic
money stackin, by any means keep your gadget
and find a way to keep supporting my weed habit
I get my shit dirt cheap, the way I like it
You disrespect the clip, puto I get excited
My trigga finger get itchy, like I was lionel Ritchie
A commodore, wanna go to war
so get down so I can touch you quickly
No substitute for these thugs,
who love to shoot
and cut the loot
you fuckin punk, that’s why I don’t fuck with you
Cock Strong, pretty boy
But don’t get it twisted
A savage with this *@#$ want me to come and get it
Cause every blow has nothing but these bad intentions
So now you know baby bash, keeps it gut wrenchin’
Chorus (8x) |
| » Suga Suga (Remix) « |
[Chorus: Major Riley]
You got me lifted, shifted higha than da ceilin'
And oo wee it is the ultimate feelin'
You got me lifted feeling so splifted suga how you get so fly
Suga suga how you get so fly (ayo)
Suga suga how you get so fly
Suga suga how you get so fly (ayo)
Suga suga how you get so fly
[Verse 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 fly witcha sweet hunny buns
You was there when the money gone
You'll be there when the money gone
Off top I can't lie, I love to get blowed
You my lil' suga, i'm ya lil' chulo
And every time we kick it, it's off to the groovy
Treat cha' like my stickey ickey or my sweet oowey gooey (fa real though)
[Chorus: Major Riley]
[Verse 2: Baby Bash (fast):]
Now I ain't worried 'bout a thing cuz I just hit me a lick
I gotta fat sack and a supafly chick
And (uh) if that ain't good than you can say we playaz
Cuz doowop she fly like there's a plane in the air (dat's right)
She full grown and settin' the wrong tone
I'm diggin' the energy and lovin' da o-zone
So fly like a dove, so fly like a raven
Quick to politic wit' some fly conversation
In a natural mood, then I'm a natural dude
And we some natural fools, blowin' out by da' pool
She like my sexy coo' mama wit' blades on her barada
Rockin' dogi cabana wit' hydro cabana's
[Chorus: Major Riley]
[Verse 1: Baby Bash (2x):]
You know it's leather when we ride
Wood grain and raw hide
Doin' what we do whatchin' screens gettin high
Girl ya keep it so fly wit' cha sweet hunnybuns
You was there when the money gone
You'll be there when the money comes
[Chorus: Major Riley] |
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