Lyrics:
White girl popping X she just ready for the thrill
I ain't paying for no sex baby we can stop right here
We can leave it in the past like the life that
cranium
Slammin' punks like Wrestlemania
Here comes the boom, with the hip hop bash as I smash and crash
How many gangsta rappers are gonna last?
Not
knew mayhem walked with Nikes talked like a trucker hawk the filibuster Gerber baby lucid Colonel Mustard's
No time to hold my breath, I'm only here
known
As the place that drops
So swing by for a good time
We don’t give a fuck about a ride
Cause we’re all cruising with DUI’s
Yeah it’s bash
And we got
Printz Board on the beat
Y'all ready
Los
Hey
Ay
Bash
Show 'em how it is, mayne
Baby doll, I love it all
You know I love it all
I love
awake when I make it to her house
Turnin that pearl out you know the
Dumn dilla manilla
Frankie j and baby bash all up in it
For scills swangin
bash, forgettin
The laws, created by the creators
There's no more masters, just master-perpetrators
We did time with the rhyme like a bid
Now we're
say she single and she searching but she’ll still hang out with me
cuz me I no dey run with things wey no fit benefit me .
Baby it’s no Pressure
I
a baby, now you got the hood hot
You got every nigga in
The hood gettin' watched
You got niggas that don't even be
In that type of shit
They just out here
Yeah, oh
Get up (where my trash at?)
I said, get up (you know what happens when I'm around, man)
Woo, let's go
Better watch out now
'Cause here
next spring
When the bash is over, I'll tell you what I'm going to do
I got my trailer picked out, gonna move it down to Grandview
I got this 28 by
Yeah Yeah
AyeTeeM baby
Talk about cha feelings, open up some
Breathe in a little, let it out yo
But you refusing (Huh)
You'd rather much hold it in
there ain't no pretendin'?
Get in the trunk, buy the album, here I'm endin'.
This is how I'm comin'.
How ya comin', baby?
that done been here went all through the rain
But that's okay and I hope you know
Like magic baby when that beat start knocking we get straight
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,
a Bash call ya friends
How long would it take for me to get you out the pants
Then we kick it like vans and at the back of the Benz
I'm surprised by
What the fuck is this shit?
Baby, you see this shit?
It's like some, it's like some walkin' dead mother fuckers
(You will not replace us)
(You
Oh there he comes your lover man (Yeah Baby)
They call me dark skin powers when i'm in command
You expect a ring you must be insane
I'm here to rock
make me wanna scream, baby
With such confusion, don't it make you wanna scream?
Make you want to scream
Your bash abusin' victimize within
She said she wanna fuck me with my uniform on
She grabbed me by the bat, now it's going, going, gone
I never finish sex 'cause I'm so juiced out
Casket music
Casket music
Yeah, uh uh
It's killer city, anyone'll run up
You from around here, I ain't gotta tell you to duck
With very little
and welcome to Hurlingham
Park. You join us just as the competitors are running out onto the
field on this lovely winter's afternoon here, with the going firm
nigga, but I'm gangster (gangster)
Never go out like I'm Raz-B (no, no)
You can never never bash me (never never)
You can't ever say you laugh at me
the architect
So respect 'em
I disconnect 'em,
Soon as I inject 'em
With radiation
Put 'em by the basement
Bust his chest open
Bash his face in
Let it split 'em
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