"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 comes
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]

"Baby I'm Back"
(feat. Akon)

[Intro - Akon & Baby Bash]
Hoooo
Yeah
Said everything that you want me to I'll do it
Tell me what the word is already [x4]

[Chorus - Akon]
Don't look no farther!
Baby im back (yeah)
I'm here to cater to you (anything you want me to, I'll do it)
Cause Ill be your lover (ill be your lover)
Ill be your best friend
Tell me what I gotta do (tell me what I gotta do and ill do it)

[Baby Bash]
Now im back in a flesh
Feelin so blessed, back in your corner suga, suga don't stress
Forget about the rest; let's go inside, im back in your zone
Baby im back in your vibe, now I cant be denied I can lie im on ya
I never ever wanna say sayonara
Some body told me that the grass was greener
On the other side andale arriba
Never really used to be a mean to cheat her
What I gotta do to be your keeper
These words comin out the speaker, true love is off the meter

[Chorus]

[Baby Bash]
I was gone for a minute but now im home,
Please forgive me for being a rolling stone,
Please forgive me let me polish it up like chrome,
Get off the phone till he swears to leave me alone,
Let my spark your interest, now there's no more dating on the internet,
Cause you already know how I get it wet, how I get it so saucy and I get respect,
You don't have to look no farther, you dealin with the whole enchilada
You don't have to look no farther, you hotter then a fire starter

[Chorus]

[Baby Bash]
I was gone for a minute, (oooohhh) [repeat x4]
Now im back let me hit it (oooohhh) [repeat x4]

[Chorus x2]

"Super Saucy"
(feat. Avant)

[Intro-Baby Bash]
Super Saucy, Saucy
Super Saucy, Saucy
Super Saucy, Saucy
Your so Sau-cy
Super Saucy. Saucy
Super Saucy, Saucy
Super Saucy, Saucy
Your so Sau-cy

[Verse-Baby Bash]
Sexy butterfly, skin tone butterscotch
The finest linen, the type of is she love to cop
The miss Stiletto heels, she a fan of Barcelona
She hating attention, but every naked eye on her
Straight out of Arizona, I told her that I'm a loner
I'm offering crystal, but she prefer lime and Corona
Super Saucy, Sergio Rossi Sandals
And when she in the Jacuzzi ooh, she lighting candles
Stunting all the way across the floor for sure
Freshly molded by the hands of the lord and oh
Heavens angel, curves in every angle
Time play two to tango, bring the hook sang

[Chorus-Avant]
You're the apple of my eye
I'm feeling like a drug I'm so high
Everything is so sweet
Like a peach, strawberry baby your saucy
So take a ride with me off in the whip
I'll push the keys to you just let me
Everything is so sweet
Like a peach, strawberry baby your saucy

[Verse-Baby Bash]
Uh, I'm trying to get it crunk-a-lating between us I'm saying
You on the brink of bubble-lating, your body's displaying
And I'm a spitter on the come up been patiently waiting
To tour Jamaica, maybe meet a couple Jamaicans
That makes us equally compatible, expectations
For you its education, for me is to rock the nation
Now that's a combination we should be modulating
Crunching on Greek salad under some conversation
Sipping on apple pucker twerping that mariachi
I'm digging the purse, your matching, that's authentic Gucci
And you the chick that I been searching for across the globe
And I just wanted you to know…

[Chorus]

[Bridge x4]
Lets get it crunk-a-lating
Lets get it bubble-lating
You got the Motts and I'm a boss
Yeah that I'm saying

[Chorus x2]

[Intro x2]

"That's My Lady (Money)"
(feat. Nate Dogg)

Money Money Money

[Nate Dogg]
That’s my lady, she will never jack me down (Money, money, money)
That’s my baby, she’s gone always be around (Money, money, money)
She will never play me, she stray true when I leave town (Money, money, money)
That’s my playmate

Got my mind on my money
Got my money on my mind

[Baby Bash]
She’s my peso, my denero, my paper, my playmate
She’s always on time and never a day late
She’s never on a diet, my pockets they gain weight
And me without her is something I can’t take

Now we gone ride like the wind, my lover, my dividends
She my fatty, I’m her dirty and she’s my best friend
Got me spending weekends in Kingston Jamaica
Eww my favorite charge
Eww I love my paper
And when she step out of line, that he gone get on the grind
Facing penitentiary time, but she’s eventually mine
The same color as my hydro, I swear the only breezy I die for
My mind sold

In love with this cheddar
Me and her go together
Like birds of one feather
She keep me riding on leather
And chrome, you know it’s on when my baby come home
She’s my playboy bunny that’s sweeter than honeycomb

[Nate Dogg]
That’s my lady, she will never jack me down (Money, money, money)
That’s my baby, she’s gone always be around (Money, money, money)
She will never play me, she stray true when I leave town (Money, money, money)
That’s my playmate

Got my mind on my money
Got my money on my mind

[Baby Bash]
Love at first sight
Sex on the first night
My blessing when I’m stressing, she’s keeping my game tight
She’s doing the thing right
She’s beeping compliancy
If I’m Ricky Ricardo, then she’s my Lucy
My fly serenity, my pockets is energy
As a matter of fact, she’s gone bring the Hennessy
I’d love to hold her, fold her, her love is so douja
Got them dime pieces making love to my poster
(what is it?)
I’m loving this part of the game
And my money aint genocide I aint got to explain
Swinging her from lane to lane
We doing the damn thing
My money, my motivation, my national campaign

[Nate Dogg]
That’s my lady, she will never jack me down (Money, money, money)
That’s my baby, she’s gone always be around (Money, money, money)
She will never play me, she stray true when I leave town (Money, money, money)
That’s my playmate

Got my mind on my money
Got my money on my mind

[Feminine Voice & Baby Bash]
My pride, my joy, my everything (that’s what I am talking about)
I ride my boy on everything
My pride, my joy, my everything (that’s what I am talking about)
I ride my boy on everything
My pride, my joy, my everything (that’s what I am talking about)
I ride my boy on everything

[Nate Dogg]
That’s my lady, she will never jack me down (Money, money, money)
That’s my baby, she’s gone always be around (Money, money, money)
She will never play me, she stray true when I leave town (Money, money, money)
That’s my playmate

Got my mind on my money
Got my money on my mind

Money, Money, Money
Money
Money, Money, Money

"Throwed Off"

Paul Wall, Baby Bash, what dey talkin bout (I'm jus sayin)
Its throwed off playa, it's throwed off playa its throwed off play (its goin down)

[Chorus 2x]
Its throwed off playa (already)
Its throwed off playa (already)
Its throwed off playa (already, u already know)
Its throwed off playa (already)
Its throwed off playa (already)
Its throwed off playa (already, kno evrywhere we go)

[verse 1]
Now its about dat time, we rearrange ur mind
We jammin jersey 4 shersey we blowin on dat pine
Dey call me baby bash
So wet wen i park i splash
I only fuck wit da trill dat aint no sucka task
Now lets accelerate n get 2 celebratin
I'll throw my drink in ur face wit all dat playahation
I'm not gon have it
Super unleaded watch me pimp
We got em thrown hard down at da rocky pimp
I gotta supa bed
We keep it on da cool
Space city, h-town man wat it do?
Lets get it gravitatin
Get thrown out da club
I'm throwed off like a muthafucka poppin bub

[Chorus 2x]

[verse 2]
Now u jus tuned into da crunk show
Nephews n my uncles
We poppin purk put in work
So wats up tho?
We like it big n heavy
Enormous an humongous
An on my fingers an the glock it grew some green fungus
I'm tryin na bump a beat
Wit out even tryin
I'm throwed off like a fastball from
Nolan Ryan
Sum like 2 get it hypie
Sum like 2 get it crunk
Sum like dat bold fast
And sum like dat perky stuff

[Chorus 2x]

[verse 3 paul wall]
I'm da Chick Magnet
Imma da people's champ
Im in da club throwed off cuz i'm da peoples tramp
I'm takin shots of Patron
I wash it down wit a beer
I spit da same mackin game to evry dime piece here
I'm da topic of discussion to da gurls at da bar
Dey wonder if i'm drinkin alcohol
Or sippin on barre
Dey fell in love wit my car
Dey wanna marry my cash
Dey wanna be down wit a playa
Cuz i'm ridin wit bash
I already
I pull up on pirelli drippin candy paint n jelly
I stop, at *chimmy chan's* an throw sumthing in my belly
Its paul wall, a G in da mack
Its goin down, cuz i'm dope like dat
I'm jus sayin tho

[Chorus 2x]

"Trees"
(feat. Angel Dust, Pitbull)

[Chorus: Baby Bash & Angel Dust]
Let's take it to Miami, daddy, out to Miami
Let's take it out to Georgie, sugar, Atlanta, Georgia
Let's take it out to Cali, daddy, to California
Let's take it New York and meet a gang of New Yorkers
Cause I love 'em all
In and out of the mall
In and out of some cars, that I, just barely bought
What, ever it be
Cash or currency
Mami can take picture, I promise to say "Trees!" (Trees!)

[Hook: Baby Bash & Angel Dust]
Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
Let's take it down to Texas, where they be gettin' wreckless
Dirty dirt
Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
Let's take it to Chicago, back, to Colorado
Here we go
Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
Let's take it overseas to France and Germany
On 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' wrong with a little bit of lightweight thang
They want me to sound my name (WHO BE US!)
Autograph
V-Town, all the phat
Take a picture with ya phone number, not attached
Off to Sweden, I was leavin' them with horn attacks
Somebody gets to clownin' and we all of that [laughing]
This muh'fucker got jokes
On the way
To the show
With my folks
Na-da-da-da-da
From the Bay, to L.A., down to Monte Ray
Tejas, where the trill players don't play
To all you Unsigned Hype, without a limelight
Here's a sneak peak
For your ass when the time's right

[Repeat Chorus & Hook]

[Verse 2: Pitbull]
Damn, diggy-diggy, damn, damn
Mami over there's off that chingy-chang, chang
Where you from
Cali, they do the damn thang
I'm a take ya to Texas
Where they slow it down, mayne
Forget crackin', screw and chop it, to make a profit
Miami, Atlanta, the land of the Choppers
Where they used to pump bass to keep the fiends crunk
Now we get crunk when the bass pump (What?)
They ain't ready for what's about to happen
?? put it down with Dominicans in Manhattan
Dite, que venga
I got the Latins on lock
From Puerto Rico to Cuba, this is somethin' they can't stop (Como!)

[Repeat Chorus & Hook]

"Who Wit' Me?"

What is it

Move it up
Drink it up
Roll it up
Shake it up
[2x]

[chorus:]
Money,sex,acohal
Shopping sprees at the mall
Who wit' me
Who who who wit' me
Who who
Mink coats, rabbit fers
Anything that she perfers
Who wit' me
Who who
Who wit' me
Who who
Candy thangs switching lanes
Kron grills and wood brains
Who wit' me
Who who
Who wit' me
Who who
Love peace chiken greace
In the club or in the streets
Who wit' me
Who who
Who wit' me
Who who

You must be dumb or blind
If you cant see my kind
Sharp as a porkupine
We off the party line
Im so electrified
Im so electrified
Im so [4x]
Im so electrified

You know theres nutin to it
Where the hekll you goin stupit
We off them trees honey bee
With that duel fluid
Across the riva
Above the clouds
Its where you find me wit ma people
What im talkin bout

[chorus]

Heavens the mother troad
Clovers and blue dimounds
I don't know what the hell im sayin but im still rhymein
And im so ultrafly
Ultramagneticfly
This vodka wit this red bulls got me energized

U-G-L-Y
You aint got no alaby
You ugly
OHHH
You ugly
[2x]

[chorus]

Let me see you sweat
Let me see you drip
Yeah
[4x]

U-G-L-Y
You aint got no alaby
You ugly
OHHH
You ugly
[2x]

[chorus]

"No Way Jose"
(feat. Akon)

Say I ain't got time

[Akon]
Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Said ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Man ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Pass me by) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
('Cuz I gotta' be on my way) On my way
(Ain't got time to play) Time to play
(I can't go broke another day) Broke another day
(No way Jose) No way Jose ('Cuz I ain't got no time)

[Bash]
My lifestyle so cold, holla' for the gold
Some say I'm too drunk, some say I'm too blowed
And rollin' wit' kilos and stackin' them C-Notes
Watchin' my cheese grow and blowin' on trees dawg
And I really can't help it I'm a gifted at timin' gorilla grindin' no time for groupies or freestylin'
Want it green as a gecko I'm respectful to some of ya'll
But some of ya'll be frontin' I don't owe shit to none of ya'll
I got bills to comprehend, popo's be poppin' in
Waitin' and watchin' when, they can take my block in
Comin' in in all the traffic supplyin' they bad habits
The game is gettin' graphic but man I got to have it
Some love a drug addict
But it ain't no excuse
I got these money mackin' skills I'mma put 'em to use
And I ain't doin' too much, ya'll just ain't doin' enough
And I refuse to let a so-called ruin my stuff

[Akon]
Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Said ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Man ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Pass me by) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
('Cuz I gotta' be on my way) On my way
(Ain't got time to play) Time to play
(I can't go broke another day) Broke another day
(No way Jose) No way Jose ('Cuz I ain't got no time)

[Bash]
I'm movin', and got nothin' to say
'Cuz 24 hours ain't enough time in a day
So time doesn't exist and I'm watchin' my wrist
If a peck on the cheek mean death watch for the kiss
Take time under pressure
By any means or measure
Remember one's trash is another man's treasure
Buisness befo' pleasure I'm disciplined and I'm focused
Why you rap cats battle to see who dopest
I'm in the trenches face down in the game bruh
And can't nobody know my real name bruh
Livin' in the season they killin' fo' no reason
And if I make it past 30 then I'm over achievin'
Believin' in the truth, believin' in the way
The light that I follow might bring me a brighter day
In the truth, in the way
The light that I follow might bring me a brighter day

[Akon]
Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Said ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Man ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Pass me by) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
('Cuz I gotta' be on my way) On my way
(Ain't got time to play) Time to play
(I can't go broke another day) Broke another day
(No way Jose) No way Jose ('Cuz I ain't got no time)
('Cuz I gotta' be on my way) On my way
(Ain't got time to play) Time to play
(I can't go broke another day) Broke another day
(No way Jose) No way Jose ('Cuz I ain't got no time)

[Bash + (Akon)]
One day, I'mma get it together
One day, I'mma get it together
('Cuz I'mma get it together)
One day, I'mma get it together
One day, I'mma get it together
(Oh, I'mma get it together)
One day, I'mma get it together
One day, I'mma get it together
(Yeah, I'mma get it together)
One day, I'mma get it together (I'mma get it together)
One day, I'mma get it together
('Cuz I'mma get it together, gotta get it together, gotta get it together
Been grindin' forever, it's time that I get it together, get it together, yeah,
Get it together, get it together said I'll get it together)

[Akon]
Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Said ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Man ain't got time) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
(Pass me by) Got no time to stop and speak to friends passin' by
('Cuz I gotta' be on my way) On my way
(Ain't got time to play) Time to play
(I can't go broke another day) Broke another day
(No way Jose) No way Jose ('Cuz I ain't got no time)

"Step In Da Club"
(feat. Grimm, Lucky Luciano, Rasheed)

[Chorus: Baby Bash]
Step in the club like it ain't no thang (No thang)
Sittin' on the bar while I sip on drank (On drank)
Girl wanna holla, tryin' to run that game (That game)
I just, want a freak that ain't got no shame (No shame)

[Repeat Chorus]

[Verse 1: Baby Bash]
I'm a blast off like a damn Houston rocket
Roll around town, with some dank in my pocket
Grandma say, "Ronnie Ray, you need to stop it"
Punk bootleggers, man, they fuckin' off my profit
Dip up in the club, and she eyeballin' me
Remind me of the breeze from Terminator 3
Think ya nasty
She the hoe extravaganza
Gloss when I floss, I'm the boss like Tony Danza
Puttin' hands on, motherfuckers actin' up
Give me fifty feet, better back the fuck up
Me and Juan Gotti smashin' outta T-Town
Look at Low-G, got a fool beat down (Beat down)

[Repeat Chorus Twice]

[Verse 2: Rasheed]
Downtown, Super Bowl XXXVIII (Eight)
In the clutz city of no pity, movin' weight (Weight)
Case to get in state
Keep me in the G manner (Manner)
All my homies roll like Tony Montana (Tana)
Listen to the law, jab and jaw off on a scanner (Scanner)
Sippin' purple hawk, startin' bangin' David Banner (Banner)
Money in the Benz, but I'm layin' in the 'Llac ('Llac)
Stomach so swoll', throwin' up in the back [retching]
She was fine, yes sir, she was trill
Plus she had a pocketfull of colorful pill (Man, CHILL!)
Bring heat through your whole crew flannel (Flannel)
Crooked, them chickens put on a Food Channel (Channel)
Roll with the pimps, y'all, naw, I'm not a baller (Baller)
Teller bought the cities like a blue Nightcrawler
Call her on the celly, with my jelly, meet the mami at the tele
Roll the fatty, jump in the ride and disappear like Machavelli
What

[Repeat Chorus Twice]

[Verse 3: Lucky Luciano]
Man, I step in the club like it ain't no thang
On valet park, been drankin' all day
Paparazzi takin' pictures and the haters lookin' mad
But the barber's showin' love, and I'm signin' autographs
Bartender know me, and he know I do the fool
Everybody in my ear, I'm lookin' like, "Who is you!?"
Give me fifty and a seas on the rocks for these boys
Can't stand male groupies, move around with that noise
I'm tryin' to sit down and roll up and get blowed
Find somethin' I can take back to the momo
Like that, right there, you lookin' good, no doubt
What you got under that skirt, what you talkin' 'bout
I'm waitin' for my boys downstairs to get done
They wouldn't let me on stage, they said I was drunk
But it's about to be two, girl, tell me if you ready
Let's sip champagne in my jacuzzi at the tele

[Repeat Chorus Twice]

[Verse 4: Grimm]
My cup got sip in my soda
I don't give a fuck, don't tip my shit over
Six bad bitches sittin' in a Range Rover
Paul got 'em all, lookin' over they shoulder
Tuggin' on dro, got smoke in my windpipe
Boys wanna know, 'bout my hoes and my pimp life
Nigga, what it is, what it was, what it been like
Can I get a chickenhead shake and some french fries
Hand's so skin tight
Dance's so freak like
Notch after notch, in the club, on a weeknight
Now she wanna go home, go to bed and sleep tight
Bet this Henessey 'bout to here make her speed right

[Repeat Chorus Twice]

"That's What Tha Pimpin's There For"
(feat. Kat Williams (Money Mike), Suga Free)

[Kat Williams]
Ladies and gentlemen, this is your friendly
Pimp representative, Kat Williams, A.K.A. Money Motherfuckin' Mike
Please do not get the game crossed up
In order for you not to get tossed up
Whether or not you are flossed up
It is necessary in every pimp's life
To get bossed

[Suga Free - Verse 1]
Hey, Suga Free
Why Roxy jockin'
Probably cause she don't want you to know she got
Caught watching a parrot fuck a carrot off some of that oxy
She said one time at band camp, she was a rat
And go girl scout cookies lined flat on her back
One day, I was in the middle of some suck-n-duckin'
Got tired of throwin' my head up at this trick
Bossed up like it was nothin'
I met her off the Blue Sky, I truly never knew why
But yet, the pimpin' in that whore, she loves it, cause I'm too fly

[Chorus: Suga Free & Kat Williams]
Cause I'm the only kind of man that she'll ever understood
Because that's what the pimpin's there for
She sweared a deal with a mack that keep her flat on her back
Because it's that's what the pimpin's there for

[Verse 2]
Can you believe this?
First thing, flat on her mouth, talkin' about
I would've told, "Bitch, you wouldn't told a nigga shit!"
You know you love her up
Actin' like it's hard G-14 classified
Man, all that bullshit should cover up
Holy Nickelodeon...
You wouldn't believe that this bitch used to be a fuckin' historian...
But that's what they get for love and shit
Sincerly yours, Suga Free
And thank you for nothin'

[Repeat Chorus Twice]

[Pre-Verse: Baby Bash]
Sippin' on that good bombay
Rating these rat chicken traps all day
Spittin' real butter, stay away from parkay
Ask me what I do, man, I pimp and parle

[Baby Bash - Verse 3]
What's really, though
I wouldn't care if she smoke dope, shot rope
Or chased a billy goat (Billy goat?)
But you don't hear me, though
Pain and rent, you need to pray and repent
She might be ya girlfriend, yeah, but she my tramp
And I ain't payin' respect, I'm just takin' a checks
And beat the shit, out of buff niggas, fakin' a flex
We keep it A.O.B.
All on, baby
Y'all pay for puss, mayne, y'all so crazy
You trick harder than the NBA
And got mad when your weeds got send my way
Cause you in love with yourself, and she in love with your wealth
And wonderin', why she still fuckin' everyone else
Cause she ain't got no manners, or self esteem
If I wish the right records, I could sell her a dream
And y'all still poppin' collars, I'm a dust my kicks
Why y'all still go to clubs and handcuff your chicks

[Repeat Chorus Twice]

[Suga Free] I better boss up
[Chingo Bling] Vieja
Go bring me some Church N' Chickens
Jalepeno on the side
[Suga Free] I better boss up
[Chingo Bling] You look
You don't know me
Until you blow me
Suck it!
[Suga Free] I better boss up
[Chingo Bling] Don't be a guy that puts crema and cacahuates in his bolas
For his dog to lick
[Suga Free] I better boss up
[Chingo Bling] Hey, Bash
Call Fred Wreck
Tell 'em 'bout the time he put that chick in the scissors, wey

[Verse 4]
I once put a chick in a guillotine choke
Made her steal some new shoes and get me some dough
And this ain't no studio shit
How you think them ugly cats get a beautiful bitch
And I just call 'em how I see 'em
From A.M. to the P.M.
It's Young Baby Bash from a hustle Mus-l-i-m
I spit caps
I spit caps
And send a hoe, to the track, in Iraq

[Repeat Chorus Four Times]