mon I'm fanna take ya to the spot where the homies roam We surely don't, take no shit from nobody So don't trip on nobody, get a clip in to body huh This
I wrote this little melody (Melody) And dedicate it to my favorite lover [Verse 2 - Baby Bash] Rain and shine sleet and snow Couldn't stop the way
(P. Wall, Baby Bash) Pop me like a lemon drop Pop that thang baby, shake watcha got Yeah, you workin' with a lot, baby, please don't stop Gotcha body lookin' hot, don't
the radio Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun Sugar, it's on me, forget what the cost be Shake ya thang, now [Verse 1: Baby Bash (Angel Dust)] Ain't nothin
the omni floor Put the bloody bills with the Tommy in the drawer Tell Mommy with the rock, I'll break a lil' corner off I don't like that bammer, I don't
away in a car and crash niggas What's the world gonna do when I drop the smash nigga? Iron all in your face don't make me pull the trigga Another reason
barbecued peanut butter and jelly sandwiches (get off the stage biz!) Why don't you just chill bah bah, road hog, kang-ka-dang [kid capri] Party time people, ain't
don't feel any Eat your heart out, Hannibal Understandable why you're jealous, fucking animal I got cannibal magnetism, cant resist him now, can ya hoe? Shady, I don't
Girl, you so hot, you make me doo wop When you shake your fatty, eyes turn, mouths drop I wanna see you shake your fatty, please don't stop (Don't stop, don't stop
real niggas baby make moves Pay dues, bitches who relate rock shoes yo Damn, them niggas stay frontin Tryin' to hollywoodize the realness But ain't sayin
fuck, pop? Jehovah witness What the fuck, pop? What's with the fizz-plop I'm like, I can't put him down but the shit don't stop Worked at a law firm,
s gone wrong Feel the pressure when my team come on strong, it's QD [Chorus repeat 2x] *Stoupe scratches* Don't ever try to... But can't the skill execute
only a kiss, you know, so don't you ask for more Under the mistletoe, we'll fall in love for sure Christmas ain't fun if your heart don't feel young
and one damn Scram you bitch you ain't with my fam I don't cut for the jealous Guess where your gal is All on my weenie like mustard and relish Chorus: baby
to call up They call me better now. See when everything is stopped And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not Notice everything it wasn't. Realizing why it shouldn't
, ya dig, ya don't stop Got rifs to rock, brought Boones to slam Now who's the man? Kid Rock, goddamn Back on the scene like a fiend for beats Ain't
ll be honest to myself and take the wealth if it comes Run baby run baby run Because this metro is destined for ruin Let go of that echo baby what are
everything you request, We then lay side by side, overwhelmed, your welcome, No talking between us, except our hearts pounding like a drum, I won't pretend that I don't