Lyrics:
southern California
told you niggaz before shit we right here by the border
So holla at a nigga if you want some marijuana
Blowin’ in traffic nigga fuck
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,
singing: Bash Bwa
2:30, Baby, won't you meet me by the Bean?
Too early, maybe later you can show me things
You know what it is, whenever I visit
Windy City,
Hey yo must not sleep
I bash the bracket open and breach
The priority's bleached since that seventy-six umbilical severed
Majority's cordially
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,
grab her by the neck, so I can blow it out
Take her breath away she see my face and just start blowin' out
It’s 10 in Tennessee
I got a 10, I’m hittin'
out
Told me I should grab her by the neck, so I can blow it out
Take her breath away she see my face and just start blowin out
It’s the number one smoker
Top Gun with the fire
Blowin on that kush so you
Know I get ya higher
Roll it up, light it up, pass it to kin folk
Everybody
alright for the shape I'm in
Sitting by a fire with some damn good friends
Willie on my left, Jack on my right
Blowin' that smoke on a Friday night
Lemon Drop Paul Wall and Baby Bash Fast Life Bryant/Goings/Lewis 2:53
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spinnin.....my spreewells spinnin spinnin spinnin
now that's me coming wit dem playa made mexicans that's baby
Bash on dat a** thankin presidents some call her
smoke in a while baby
So we gon' fuck and I'ma roll up
It's gettin' loud, blowin' on that loud girl
Baby I'ma work you out girl, work you out girl
I
lady in my Mercedes
Bird on your baby, fuck you I'm keepin it gravy
L.O.X. hold the hammers
like we waitin for screws
With Angie Mar' BLOWIN
That's why I'm jukin', that candy cream with that puddin'
Is baby bash all about that cash an' that Mary Jane
You know tha game, I gots to gets tha money
and it goes so smooth like a butter, butter
Bash 'em heads of suckers, after giving 'em the stunner
Baby I'm so underground, baby I'm so underground
Like I
pulled up in my ride
Pour up it taste too nice
Baby its cold outside
Some one please pass that fire
Know how long it gon' take
Please don't waste no more
ass nigga
That got fucked in the ass by your father figure
(No matter who?)
I'll bruise and bash you, blast you
Autograph you wit a bullet wound for
figure
(No matter who?) I'll bruise and bash you, blast you
Autograph you wit a bullet wound for a tattoo
Deliverin mind blowin rhymes and poems
World gonna end in fire n ice
But I'm too flashy, I'm too nice
If baby want it she just say the price
She gonna cut up on me
While she roll her eyes,
a playa by nature, but I'm a hustla by trade
You need to roll with Baby Bash in the Escalade
We big tippers, syrup sippers, bird flippers
I'm the one
Have a dab, smoke a bowl
Roll a blunt, It's time to smoke
Everybody knows we gonna be smokin fire
And I aint ever been higher
And I aint ever been
a bad thing caressing a fella gently
(What you doing with that?) Smashing her out
Cashing out, throw a baby bash in your mouth
Don't forget to RSVP,
around town is Baby Beesh
Pimpin' in high velocity, y'all squares betta back up off me
'cause we gonna do what the hell we do
Baby Bash the ghetto
Lil baby fuego
I need you by my side, babygirl you know you too fire
Lil baby fuego
I wanna get you home, so tell me when you ready let's ride
Lil
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