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13. | Mean Mug (feat. Pimp C, Mistah Fab & Da Stooie Bros.) |
14. | Ronnie Rey All Day...Choppin' It Up (Interview) |
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I'm the one, I'm the one
I'm the one, oh, no, no
I'm the one, I'm the one
I'm the one, oh, no, no, baby
It's the numero uno, number one chulo
Ridin' on the slab with a top notch cool, oh
Everybody you know, say they do it big
Bros do it real sumo, that's what it is
I'm a Dope House profit, suckers can't stop it
They might got muscle but they got no logic
And I got a big heart by the size of a lion
Five minus four, girl, without even tryin'
Now stir that up and add it up
From Mexico to Canada
Professional, no amateur
And you gon' bust two times, when I smack it up
Then beat it up, then spank it up
'Til the **** DJ crank it up
I strip the game butt-naked, girl, line by line
Hold up, let me bust it to you one more time
I'm the one, numero uno
I'm the one, numero uno
I'm the one, hold up, hold up
Oh, no, no
I'm the one, numero uno
I'm the one, numero uno
I'm the one, hold up, hold up
Oh, no, no, baby
Now you can go black or you can go white
You can go red or brown but it still ain't right
If the sauce ain't tight and the swag ain't crispy
With that bullshit you can't miss me
Crissy Lizzy's don't get nathin'
They about drama, I'm about bakin'
Never would I fake 'cause I just don't purr
Ten thousand square feet and you ain't even gotta work
'Cause I'm the cash and the check one, candy paint wet one
Space fly like a punk rock Jetson
Always down to holla, holla, let's bet one
The one your mama told you, "Baby, go get one"
Extra menace, no disrespect
Hop on, don't miss the jet
Extra menace, no disrespect
Hop on, don't miss the jet
I'm the one, numero uno
I'm the one, numero uno
I'm the one, hold up, hold up
Oh, no, no
I'm the one, numero uno
I'm the one, numero uno
I'm the one, hold up, hold up
Oh, no, no, baby
I tips and dips in Cadillacs
And I don't even trip off battle raps
Blow so much purp', I get asthma attacks
Find this thick little mami and I handle that
By the way, I'm 'bout these collar greens
Squares don't know, that's what dollar means
Straight up out that Vallejo
H-Town, Texas, Cali, bro
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(feat. T-Pain)
O-oh (O-oh)
O-oh (O-oh)
O-oh (O-oh)
Swanananani (nanani, nanani, nanani)
[Chorus:]
She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
Just like a cyclone
She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
A mighty cyclone
Now look at that peppa'
On the back of that bumpa'
She aint even playin
When she's shakin that ruppa'
And oh, you aint know?
She gets lower than a muffla'
Even with her girlfriends
Show stopping with a hustla'
The way she move her body
She might see the Maserati
She wanna put it on me
Tryna show me her tsunami
She make it hard to copy
Always tight, never sloppy
And got an entourage
And her own paparazzi
Now there she go again
Ridin through the stormy weatha'
You betta button up
If you wanna go get her
Cause it is what it is
Errybody wanna love her
But when she pop it boy
You better run for cover
[Chorus:]
(It's a wrap) when she break them boys off a typhoon
(It's a wrap) gotta get that phatty like a boss tycoon
(It's a wrap) now hold it steady cause she make a monsoon
(It's a wrap) now you can Google, download the iTunes
See what I'm sayin
She aint playin
Yeah, she got them heads turnin
You gon' hear it clack, clack
When them heels get to burnin
Stiletto so fuego
She got her own label
And got us all doin the tornado
[Chorus]
Shawty got looks (and)
Shawty got class
Shawty got hips (and)
Shawty got xxx
When she hit the stage
She drop it down low, like
Eer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer
Ay
This is crazy
It's amazing
It must be the way of the lady
Eer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer
[Chorus]
Eer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer
Eer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer
Eer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer reer
Reer
Oh
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I'll be your supa chic
I'll be your supa chic
One of them one's
J to the R, J to the R
Super duper, super bad, super fly
Super duper, super bad, super fly
Whatever that you want, whatever you need
Call me, yeah
And I'll be there for you as quick as can be
I'll be your super chic, I'll be your super chic
I'll be your super chic and I'ma be
Whatever that you want, whatever you need
Call me, yeah
And I'll be there for you as quick as can be
I'll be your super chic, I'll be your super chic
I'll be your super chic and I'ma be as quick as can be
I need a supa chic
Your love is supa sick
Your supa powers
They ain't know who they foolin' with
I need a supa chic
Your love is supa sick
Your supa powers
They ain't know who they foolin' with
Hold up, let's get it right
I ain't got no kryptonite
But I bet I spent a grip tonight
Let's dip and hit the strip to night
We only live once
And we ain't pushin' the daisies
[Incomprehensible] 01:01
Put your cape on and save me
She said, "Shorty, where your body hurt?"
Fresh off Bath and Body Works
She smell so good and edible
Her super love is incredible
Them super villains gon' hate it
'Cause they love is overrated
Misery loves company
So I guess we keep them motivated
Look up in the sky
It's a bird, it's a plane
Her love is super strong
That will never ever change
Now uh, oh, oh, yeah, never
Whatever that you want, whatever you need
Call me, yeah
And I'll be there for you as quick as can be
I'll be your super chic, I'll be your super chic
I'll be your super chic and I'ma be
Whatever that you want, whatever you need
Call me, yeah
And I'll be there for you as quick as can be
I'll be your super chic, I'll be your super chic
I'll be your super chic and I'ma be as quick as can be
I need a supa chic
Your love is supa sick
Your supa powers
They ain't know who they foolin' with
I need a supa chic
Your love is supa sick
Your supa powers
They ain't know who they foolin' with
Now swanging, banging in the diamond lane
Keep paid off this rhyming thang
Candy-coated finer thangs
I keep my honeys shining, man
I'm looking for my supa chic
Driving around in my supa whip
Super tight and super thick
Hold me tight with that supa grip
Look up in the sky
It's a bird, it's a plane
Her love is super strong
That will never ever change
Now uh, oh, oh, yeah, never
Whatever that you want, whatever you need
Call me, yeah
And I'll be there for you as quick as can be
I'll be your super chic, I'll be your super chic
I'll be your super chic and I'ma be
Whatever that you want, whatever you need
Call me, yeah
And I'll be there for you as quick as can be
I'll be your super chic, I'll be your super chic
I'll be your super chic and I'ma be as quick as can be
I love my fenny, fenny
And you all ready, ready
I love my fenny, fenny
I need my supa chic
I love my fenny, fenny
And you all ready, ready
I love my fenny, fenny
I need my supa chic
I'ma be your get tonight
Promise, boy, no kryptonite
I'ma set you free
You'll have a supa friend in need
Whatever that you want, whatever you need
Call me, yeah
And I'll be there for you as quick as can be
I'll be your super chic, I'll be your super chic
I'll be your super chic and I'ma be
Whatever that you want, whatever you need
Call me, yeah
And I'll be there for you as quick as can be
I'll be your super chic, I'll be your super chic
I'll be your super chic
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[Chorus: Play (slowed down)]
Do it like that
Just like that
Do it, do it like that
Just like that
Do it like that
Just like that
Bounce it from the back
Let me hit it from the (back)
[Baby Bash]
[Verse 1]
No worries, no rush, mama, take your time
Bumpin' that booty way down in line
I'm a freak, of the week, I ain't playin' no games
When it comes to money makin', know your top notch games
She wanna add me to her life, like a MySpace friend
Cause I kill it from the (back) and keep her body shakin'
Mama Doogie like that, bubba one more time
And when you shake it, don't fake it, Beezy blow my mind
[Repeat Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I just got a (back) from my cousin Jesus
And now she way loose off the grey and the goose
And she don't play, and I don't play, I'm a put this out on blast
I update, that cupcake, boss up like Johnny Cash
I know she tell her friends
Her friends gon' tell they friends
And when they see me, they gon' know what I'm carrying
I'm an ice cold Mexican, hell yeah, I do it Gonzo
In the back of the Escalanzo, me and her gon' do it pronto
[Repeat Chorus]
[Baby Bash slowed down]
Short skirts and high heels
Short skirts and high heels
Short skirts and high heels
Yeah, get it, get low
Short skirts and high heels
Short skirts and high heels
Short skirts and high heels
Yeah, get it, hit the floor
We gon' boss up, boy, we gon' boss up
We gon' boss up, boy, we gon' boss up
We gon' boss up, boy, we gon' boss up
We gon' boss up, boy, we gon' boss up
[Repeat Chorus]
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(featuring Sean Kingston)
[Sean Kingston]
Lemme see ya go mama go mamma
Get your girls and put on a show mama
Get it on the floor dip it low mama[Baby Bash]
I'm a holla back when I pop my collar back
Girl I see that dunka dun dunk I want all of dat
Follow dat train mane follow that caboosie
Ain't nothin in the world like some thick and some juicy
She goin downtown cuz her favorite DJ's spinnin
I'm all up in the door so I'm already winnin
I got a lotta women but I'm way too choosy
And man I love my cake like that Ricky love Lucy
On some peanutbutter leather with the wood so grainy
It must be rainin dollars cuz she's lookin so gravy
Sophisticated lady poppin till the end what it do what it is
Baby girl tell me what's hannenin[Sean Kingston]
Lemme see ya go mama go mamma
Get your girls and put on a show mama
Get it on the floor dip it low mama
[Baby Bash]
She move like she dancing on youtube
The kinda chica that you really ain't used to
Dame lo dame lo momma shoot through
In my ear talkin bout Imma do you
Everyone top notchin, everybody watchin
Ain't no punk when she pop lock and drop it
Straight show stoppin watchin me perform
Got the cyclone ringtone on the phone
I'm feelin on my body baby girl I'm in the zone
Must be the goose mixed with a lil trone
She make it happin cappin feelin on me
We in the bentley and we feelin like yeee[Sean Kingston]
Lemme see ya go mama go mamma
Get your girls and put on a show mama
Get it on the floor dip it low mama
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(featuring Marcos Hernandez)
Yea Yea mamacita chicanita in a fly way...
Ronnie Ray...what is it
[Hook]
Mamacita (mamacita)
Pensando en ti como yo te quiero (te quiero)
Mi corazon es para ti yo te espero (te espero)
Cuando estas conmigo nunca tienes miedo (oh baby baby baby)
Un dia vas a ver quien es el mejor (oh oh) mamacita mamacita
[Baby Bash]
My mamacita got it goin on poppin the most
like papparazi when they watch me and her hop in the low
no destination but we racin in the drop
on some chrome I know you heard it all before
but I'm your rock and your stone (it feels right)
me and you sharing a star (its real tight)
and nothing's gonna tear us apart (so true)
I'm feelin like I'm heavenly blessed (what it dooo)
me and you to put the love to the test
its so crazy when someone understands your mood
with an open invitation that I can't refuse
girl you never have to worry when my hands with you
cherry pie its so bomb and I can't defuse
[Hook]
Mamacita (mamacita)
Pensando en ti como yo te quiero (te quiero)
Mi corazon es para ti yo te espero (te espero)
Cuando estas conmigo nunca tienes miedo (oh baby baby baby)
Un dia vas a ver quien es el mejor (oh oh) mamacita (mamacita)
[Baby Bash]
I can be your other half baby I'm yo soul mate
I can keep you cozy cause you know that you're my shorty
seem like you're the only real one who really know me
so this song is dedicated to my one and only
an angel with them eyes and them honey butter thighs
tryna figure out bout her wedding ring size
I can be yo lover baby yo best friend
and momma when we ride we gone ride to the enddd
cause I know just what you need
you need some high definition in yo l-i-f-e
I know what's on yo mind and
I'll be patient I'll be waiting for a very long time
[Hook]
Mamacita (mamacita)
Pensando en ti como yo te quiero (te quiero)
Mi corazon es para ti yo te espero (te espero)
Cuando estas conmigo nunca tienes miedo (oh baby baby baby)
Un dia vas a ver quien es el mejor (oh oh) mamacita mamacita mamacita
[Baby Bash]
Lets keep it trill baby boo lets keep it honest
A chief like myself need a lil Pocahontas
to keep it A-1 mamacita that's a promise
everyday my gurl Imma treat you like a goddess
cause everybody know every king need a queen
with that supa fly vibe and that high self esteem
cause everybody know every king need a queen
with that supa fly vibe and that high self esteem
[Hook]
Mamasita (mamacita)
Pensando en ti como yo te quiero (te quiero)
Mi corazon es para ti yo te espero (esperoooo)
Cuando estas conmigo nunca tienes miedo (tienes miedo ohohhh)
Un dia vas a ver quien es el mejor (mejor) mamacita
mamacita mamacita mamamcita yeaaaeya mamacita maaaaa
[Baby Bash]
What is it wha wha what is it
What is it wha wha what is it
Dori
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All day, all night
I'm feeling your light
Let's dip, let's roll
My whip, so throwed
Let's dip, let's roll
My whip, so throwed
You know the vibe is so dashin', sexual passion
You lookin' like a chica from the cover of Maxim
We dippin' and smashin', we gassin' and breakin'
The radio's locked on, they got it quakin'
And you know it's going down 'cause I'm spic and span
I'm tryin' to get paid like I'm Vince McMahon
So let's put a little purple in your life tonight
High as a kite me and you, we gon' ride for life
Let's do it
All day, all night
I feel your light
The truth, no lie
I ain't even trippin', I just wanna dip with you
All day, all night
I'm feeling your light
The truth, no lie
I ain't even trippin', I just wanna dip with you
Come on, girl, we doing the damn doo-dah
Come on, girl, we doing the damn doo-dah
Come on, girl, we doing the damn doo-dah
You can sit shotgun and watch me maneuver
Ya whole style Super Saucy, got me ready to dip
Peel the window off the roof, put the smoke in the wind
We ain't even trippin', let them haters hate us again
It's the sophisticated player and we scrappin' with Hen
It's like magic when I pullin' out in my jeans
I might hit you with 'What is it?' or some yadda-I-mean's
And when I'm not in the Benz, they call me Cadillac Riot
And they can miss me with that drama, girl, I'm ready to party
You fin' to do it
All day, all night
I feel your light
The truth, no lie
I ain't even trippin', I just wanna dip with you
All day, all night
I'm feeling your light
The truth, no lie
I ain't even trippin', I just wanna dip with you
Let's dip, let's roll
My whip, so throwed
Let's dip, let's roll
My whip, so throwed
We in the building gettin' down like that, like that
We in the whip gettin' down like that, like that
We at the tele gettin' down like that, like that
Frisky in the morning gettin' down like that
Let's do it
All day, all night
I feel your light
The truth, no lie
I ain't even trippin', I just wanna dip with you
All day, all night
I'm feeling your light
The truth, no lie
I ain't even trippin', I just wanna dip with you
All day, all night
I'm feeling your light
The truth, no lie
I ain't even trippin', I just wanna dip with you
All day, all night
I'm feeling your light
Let's dip, let's roll
My whip, so throwed
Let's dip
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spreewells spinnin,my spreewells spinnin
his spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop
my spreewells spinnin,my spreewells spinnin
his spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop
spreewells spinnin......my spreewells spinnin,spinnin,spinnin
you know da ese keep right now i aint playin wit dem
bently coupe drop down while you see da spreewells spin
now see we choppin it up got the henny in da cup
clean white tee tucked and i aint givin it a f***
king diamonds for the wify,15 karats for da soulja truck
blow to da bone 2.2 pearly gold and im still sewing it down
moon roof to da back bently coupe blowin it out rock juice
like a electric guitar,bounce to da sky like im tryna shoot
the stars and when i say what i do and i say what ive done
you dont wanna see me back cause, listen and my
spreewells spinnin,my spreewells spinnin,my spreewells
spinnin,spinnin, on chrome my spreewells spinnin,
his spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop
my spreewells spinnin,my spreewells spinnin
his spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop
spreewells spinnin.....my spreewells spinnin spinnin spinnin
now thats me coming wit dem playa made mexicans thats baby
bash on dat a** thankin presidents some call her baby squirrel
like cash money benjamins im in the zone off that chrome in yo
residence look like im skatin,big ballin n heavy weightin the
trunk rida n look at that the speaker's quakin and i aint fakin
like half the rappers in da nation so many trees look at the leaves
that i be rakin and like inflation im bubblin up to get the bacon
with the poundin and the gang n drink while ya'll procastin
im off the cova yea a fighta and a lova you want some sauce come
see ya boss about some butta
spreewells spinnin,my spreewells spinnin,my spreewells
spinnin,spinnin, on chrome my spreewells spinnin,
his spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop
my spreewells spinnin,my spreewells spinnin
his spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop
spreewells spinnin.....my spreewells spinnin spinnin spinnin
chop chop you know it dont stop the spreewells keep spinnin
and my trunks on pop,chop chop you know it dont stop the
spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop and i stay ridn
clean,driven screens yellow diamonds all on my ring keep some
style on my team speed under my driver seat diamonds spinnin
like my head after i dicoptined lucky i dont spend the rent
tell them folks to cut a check likes to get floss on
ima boss son ten thousand on chrome paper grew n died long
i aint f****** wit it boy pimpin been pimpin long rims paid
fo J.O.B in A-town i dont rest in gettin chips outta strippa
mexicans stay dough n da game aint free wheels spin like ceilin fans
wood grain up in my hand pocket full of benjamens
you spend as much on tires cause you dont want beef with my ese
these aint no bathin ape shoes this is chingo bling shoes so
baby mama wipe me down my wet back with tissues go to old school
had to throw some urnge on dat hoe bought a 18 wheeler
had to throw some birds on dat hoe this n like that each wheel on relax
aint no masa like that with the last name on the back got the 4 folks
pokin candy paint soakin H-town to mexico back of the oakland at night time
im lookin i got my cowboy hat grill is warm stove and oven masa ima
double that they lookin for cause they dont like beaners how much naga can
i pull if i ride these spinna's
on chrome,my spreewells spinnin,my spreewells spinnin,
my spreewells spinnin,my spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop
my spreewells spinnin,my spreewells spinnin
on chrome,my spreewells spinnin,my spreewells spinnin,
my spreewells spinnin,my spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop
my spreewells spinnin,my spreewells spinnin chop chop you know it dont stop
on chrome,my spreewells spinnin,my spreewells spinnin,
my spreewells spinnin,my spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop
my spreewells spinnin,my spreewells spinnin
lyrics brought to you by ya baby boy #1 baby bash fan
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(As days go by)
[[ chorus ]]
I'm missing you baby
Patiently waiting
For you
To hold you
To thrill you
To feel you
Tender kisses
Give you the love you've been missing
Boy I can't wait till you come back home
To have you all alone(As days go by)
I'm missing you baby
Patiently waiting
For you
To hold you
To thrill you
To feel you
Tender kisses
Give you the love you've been missing
Boy I can't wait till you come back home
To have you all alone
(As days go by)
Now I done came a long way
But ain't gone too far
And hope this love letter don't
Leave a big scar
So baby just hold on
Lil' momma just be strong
Cause no one knew the war
Would last us so long
The rockets the red glare
The bombs up in the air
I'm just doing my duty
But missin' it right there
So as days go by
I'm counting every minute
Wishing I was home
For sure with you in it
But the soldiers that
I'm runnin with
Are ready to blitz
This ain't no video
This is just as real as it gets
I made some lifelong friends
Holdin' down the front line
And girl I can't wait
To get back in your sunshine
(As days go by)
[[ Chorus ]]
I'm missing you baby
Patiently waiting
For you
To hold you
To thrill you
To feel you
Tender kisses
Give you the love you've been missing
Boy I can't wait til you come back home
To have you all alone(As Days go by)
I'm missing you baby
Patiently waiting
For you
To hold you
To thrill you
To feel you
Tender kisses
Give you the love you've been missing
Boy I can't wait till you come back home
To have you all alone
(As days go by)
Now as days go by
My time is spent reflecting
On all the lil' things
You said I was neglecting
They say you never know
What you have until it's gone
Didn't know back then
But I will from now on
When I try to channel out
All the fear and the stress
I picture me and you rollin'
Looking dressed to impress
And to know you'll be there
When I'm back from Iraq
And feel good to know
A real chica I have on my back
Give everybody huggs
And tell em' I really miss em '
And your boy be back
When I'm through with my mission
Give everybody huggs
And tell em' I really miss em'
And your boy be back
When I'm through with my mission
(As days go by)
[[ chorus ]]
I'm missing you baby
Patiently waiting (i'm missing you baby)
For you
To hold you
To thrill you
To feel you
Tender kisses (tender kisses)
Give you the love you've been missing
Boy I can't wait til you come back home
To have you all alone
(As days go by)
(I'm missing you baby) I'm missing you baby
Patiently waiting
For you
To hold you (to hold you )
To thrill you
To feel you
Tender kisses (tender kisses )
Give you the love you've been missing
(give you the love you've been missing)
Boy I can't wait till you come back home
(boy i can't wait till you come back home)
To have you all alone (to have you all alone)
As days go by
(As days go by)
One day we gon' get it together one day we gon' get it together
One day we gon' get it together one day we gon' get it together
(As days go by)
One day we gon' get it together one day we gon' get it together
One day we gon' get it together one day we gon' get it together
As days go by
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Ahh
Who got it
Who got it
Huh
Young bash
Jim johnson
Uh oh
She's so yummy yummy yummy
Ohh she's sweet as honey
Ohh I gotta get some na na, na na
She's so yummy and delicious
Ohh with tender kisses
Ohh I gotta get some na na, na na
Some na na (na na na) [x4]
Out with the old girl
In with the new
Tastes so good, lemme get me a spoon
31 flavors, i'm pimpin' withchu
And girl I got the munchies, so i'm stickin' withchu
Cinnamin spice up in my life, maybe one day you can be my wife [x2]
I can't wait, I got a date manana
And my girl got a platinum na na
She smell like shaqel with her cucumber melon
And her fashion is dipped in prada prada
I got a boss one on my team
Every playboy mansions dream
And she thicker than the sticker on my winter go-getter cuz she break me offthat candy cream
She's so yummy yummy yummy
Ohh she's sweet as honey
Ohh I gotta get some na na, na na
She's so yummy and delicious
Ohh with tender kisses
Ohh I gotta get some na na, na na
Some na na (na na na) [x4]
She got a stack full of cakes
And a million dollar waist
When she slid up on my chrome
She said it's true ronny ray
You as cool as a shade
I said ya what's goin on
That's when the na na got weird
And we started the perc
Getting high as a fire escape
She said I heard from a bird bout the way you get down
And now im ready with a video tape
I guess it was my destiny
To hit that juicy recipe
Call a man who did ectasy
With a whole lotta freaky energy
Swet azuca on my mind
With a top notch breezie on my line
I get a cavity girl every time
I go down low where the sun don't shine
She's so yummy yummy yummy
Ohh she's sweet as honey
Ohh I gotta get some na na, na na
She's so yummy and delicious
Ohh with tender kisses
Ohh I gotta get some na na, na na
Some na na (na na na) [x4]
[instrumental]
She's so yummy yummy yummy
Ohh she's sweet as honey
Ohh I gotta get some na na, na na
She's so yummy and delicious
Ohh with tender kisses
Ohh I gotta get some na na, na na
Some na na (na na na) [x4]
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I wish it could be like it used to, used to, used to
I wish it could be like it used to, used to, used to
Baby, after all of that I don't think I'm coming back
Tell me what would you do, you do, you do?
Things ain't like they used to be, baby girl, you're losing me
I wish it could be like it use to, use to, use to
Baby, after all of that I don't think I'm coming back
Tell me what would you do, you do, you do?
What would you do?
Well, now the thrill is long gone, the feelin' is all wrong
Got me feelin' uncomfortable all in my own home
And your ring tone song deleted from my phone
And damn, I use to love that song when it came on
And no this ain't 'bout no new company
It's just time for you to do you and me to do me
And you know, and you know that I know, that I know
That we don't belong together no more, no more
And even though the memories still make me wanna believe
The facts I gotta face em, it's over, it's history
'Cause you know, we gotta breath and I don't wanna deceive
A lie or get it twisted so, baby, I gotta leave
I wish it could be like it use to, use to, use to
Now, baby, after all of that I don't think I'm coming back
Tell me what would you do, you do, you do?
Things ain't like they use to be, baby girl, you're losing me
I wish it could be like it used to, used to, used to
Baby, after all of that I don't think I'm coming back
Tell me what would you do, you do, you do?
What would you do?
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone
Well, now I wish there was a way I could turn back the clock
When the lovin' was so hot, good to the last drop
And I wish there was a way I could rewind the time
Wait before the tears and the years on the grind
Now you lookin' at me crazy every time you hear my phone ring
Use to get along better back when we was homies
Use to keep it low key, now we fight in public
Argue about anything and every single subject
So now I think it's better if we just keep it movin'
I won't trip off you and you won't trip off what I'm doin'
'Cause baby, this ain't crackin' like it use to be
I think you just got a little use to me
I wish it could be like it used to, used to, used to
Baby, after all of that I don't think I'm coming back
Tell me what would you do, you do, you do?
Things ain't like they used to be, baby girl, you're losing me
I wish it could be like it used to, used to, used to
Baby, after all of that I don't think I'm coming back
Tell me what would you do, you do, you do?
What would you do?
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone
Well, now I wish there was a way I could turn back the clock
When the lovin' was so hot, good to the last drop
And I wish there was a way I could rewind the time
Wait before the tears and the years on the grind
I don't wanna say it but you know what I'm thinking
And we should be apart, now it's over like a holiday
I don't wanna say it but you know what I'm thinking
And we should be apart, now it's over
I wish it could be like it used to, used to, used to
Now, baby, after all of that I don't think I'm coming back
Tell me what would you do, you do, you do?
Things ain't like they used to be, baby girl, you're losing me
I wish it could be like it used to, used to, used to
Now, baby, after all of that I don't think I'm coming back
Tell me what would you do, you do, you do?
What would you do?
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone
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(feat. Keith Sweat)
[Chorus: Keith Sweat]
Baby, it don't stop
And it won't quit
And I can't stop
Until you put your body on me
Don't stop
And it won't quit
And I can't stop
Until you put your body on me
[Pre-Verse: Baby Bash]
Now the game don't stop when I operate
And hell yeah, I got you on my mind
We gon' swang, we gon' bang, we gon' dip and scrape
Blow the brain, so cut the sunshine
[Baby Bash]
We In Motion'
Cruisin' and coastin'
Laughin' and jokin'
Girl, what, I'm smokin'
Volvo's open
Ash tray's 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, though, never, not I
That's what I need a top-notch in my life
[Repeat Chorus]
[Baby Bash]
Me and my money go together like menudo and lemon
Tell me where I got the most beautiful women
I tour around, in a bus, with the studio in it
I'm a
Boss chief, and you my chief liuetenant
Go Bash
Runnin' the lanes like Steve Nash
Tint glass
All in my candy chrome whip
I smash
Dippin' through traffic, cause I'm about
My pay
Shoot to the Chi and Hollywood
L.A.
Billboard lights, and the Hollywood
Hills
Put it in your life, girl, tell me how it
Feels
To boss that body on a ice cold
Mexi'
Girl, you lookin' so sexy
[Repeat Chorus]
[Keith Sweat]
I be loving you, girl (Loving you)
Touching you, girl (Touching you)
Holding you, girl (Holding you)
I be loving you, girl (Loving you)
Touching you, girl (Touching you)
Holding you, girl (Holding you, baby)
[Bridge: Keith Sweat]
You be my wifey (You be my wifey)
My girlfriend (My girlfriend)
My baby boo (My baby boo)
I got you (Got you)
You never have to walk from nobody
Help you push it up on your body
Make you scream my name
Girl
[Hook: Baby Bash]
This is how we do it, wanna keep on rollin'
Twice Last Night, hit it once, this mornin'
This is how we do it, wanna keep on rollin'
Hit it Twice Last Night, hit it once, this mornin'
[Repeat Chorus]
[Keith Sweat]
Tell me what it is, girl, that you like
I know it (I know, girl)
I got you Twisted, I know, girl
Come on, girl, let's spend the night, oh
Baby Bash
Keith Sweat
Felli Fel
Mmm, yeah
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(feat. Pimp C, Mistah F.A.B. & Da Stooie Bros.)
[Da Stooie Bros.:]
You embarrassing us
Take that monkey shit off
You embarrassing us
[Chorus: Mistah F.A.B.]
Now everybody gon' do it
Y'all know what's up
Look
On my face, and it's called the mean mug
Everybody gon' do it
When they step up in the club
Mask on tight, and it's called the mean mug
Now everybody gon' do it
I practice looking hard
Mamis, hoodrats, even superbad broads
Everybody gon' do it
Man, y'all know what it is
Face in ya face, and we do it like this
[Verse 1: Baby Bash]
Mug on mad dawg, like I'm ready to box
But I ain't trippin' past the women and some heam on the rocks
I got a whole lot of credit and my pennies is long
I put a thizz on my face and bob my head to the song
Fall through the door with a smirk
Haters feelings gettin' hurt
Cause I pulled that main skirt
Mac Dre on my shirt
You know we fin to perk, face lookin' like I
Just smelled some grand daddy purp'
Purp'
You see
I like where I'm at, but I love where I'm goin'
I'm leaving with a half-breed Mexican and Samoan
She superbad, stuntin' hard, mean mug on her grill
Countin' feri', already steady huggin' the wheel
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Pimp C]
What you lookin' at, {bitch (Bitch)}
Pimp C, {nigga}
{Hoe}, I said, what I said and back it up, with the {trigger}
All you {pussy niggas} scary, if you mad, say my name
You a Playstation {nigga}
I don't play no {fuckin'} games (Games)
I ain't comin' for the fame, {bitch}, I came to get some money (Money)
Like magic green, for the cream, gone for the honey (Honey)
See that rabbit trick/Trix offer, get my neck so sunny (Sunny)
My ring's so sick
Got your {bitch pussy} runnin' ({Pussy} runnin')
Got your car on my earlobe, {bitch (Lobe, bitch)}
You a star, but this a real {hoe bitch (Hoe bitch)}
You a new {pussy nigga}, tryin' to battle with us
Take that monkey {shit} off
You embarrassing us
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
[Angel Dust:] I got a mirror, man
[Rich Rap:] I might just lookin' meaner
[Angel Dust:] I 'bout to walk up to ya gang
[Rich Rap:]
I'm knockin' out the leader
I know it's ugly, right
[Angel Dust:] No Freddy Krueger mask
[Both:] Somebody told us we look like we 'bout to whoop a ass
[Angel Dust:] So I told them this
[Rich Rap:] Everybody gon' do it
[Angel Dust:] The look on my face
[Rich Rap:] Came out a scary movie
[Angel Dust:]
We'll show you how to do it
Start lookin' hella mad
[Rich Rap:] Start gettin' hella crunk
[Angel Dust:] Start goin' hella bad
[Rich Rap:] Even though the fine girls
[Angel Dust:] Make you look real good
[Rich Rap:] Sweat drippin'
[Angel Dust:] Teeth grittin'
[Both:] That's that peel look
[Rich Rap:] You could be a square
[Angel Dust:] Or you could be a thug
[Rich Rap:] It don't matter what you is
[Angel Dust:] Let me see you mean mug
[Chorus]
[Baby Bash (Mistah F.A.B.)]
Mean muggin'
Mean muggin'
Mean muggin'
Mean muggin' (Now everybody gon' do it)
Mean muggin'
Mean muggin'
Mean muggin'
Mean muggin' (Now everybody gon' do it)
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