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Baby Lyrics

Let's go!
Turn it up
live n***** throw it up
its the official
we got the bank for ya
go !
you can catch guilty simpson at a rave with babes
packin a .38snub and a razor blade
thug s*** in a major way
i ? ya doggs a** like a flavor flave
thugg n***** with guns beneath leathers
if you know it better keep ya b**** on tether
n***** got snow like cold cold weather
and big money clips cuz they fold dough better.

jay dilla
packin 3 cuties in the MV
prolly runnig foes like luke in miami
so i hit her gotta give the half of my gimmy
i don't mean to pimp that hard it's just in me!
he got a sick flow and a couple of pistols.
got this thick chick cold caught in 'cisco
the same day i met her, we backstage in the bathroom
she got a mouth like a vacuum UH !
We them boys with the chains on our neck
and every five minutes we un-tangleing them
its pimp jay make sure the name on the check
jay dee in the turnin' lane with ya ex
like los angeles...

guilty simpson
...and the nights are scandelous
thick like big bread basket sandwiches
choke on that we smoke on batts
and put a hole through the horse on your polo hat
and we the s*** smoking where the logo at
and the witnisses wont tell popo jack
that's how it is when we f*** s*** up
*kill it* people hold h**** then the blunt lit up
FEEL IT.
j dilla
jup, real talk yall !
i met this girl last night
she whispered in my ear like
baby you're the one
baby take me home tonight
baby lay me down
baby-girl it's only right

baby you're the one
baby you're the one for me
baby, (yeah), you should be havin my baby (turn it up)

guilty simpson
its the official
need made the wrist glow
?????
if you're feelin' it, where your erroll flynn at?
check tell em where they're sittin' at
tell me where ya friends at
?? to the valet where the Benz at
let's be out ridin' high
girls stop when they see the click ridin' by
on jock
they ain't invited unless they gon' drop
and do it how i like it and make it go "pop"
if all's agreed, we got weed
skatin' through the area movin' at mach speed
makin' moves is a must why bother doin' it
if what y'all doin' ain't 'bout dollars?
madlib
all my girls always lookin' for me
my kids always lookin' for me
straight lookin' good for me (you what?)
you gon' stick with her or me?
d*** girl, you always givin' the third degree
you still always keepin' me up on my toes
unless i'm out creepin on does or sleepin with hoes
you still bake me cakes on cakes upon cakes
keep a n**** spendin' papes

j dilla
turn it up another notch
yeah, that's how we doin' it
broadcasting live from WBBE
you know how we do it
we got a special guest in the house
he goes by the name of "Dave New York"
Dave, we talkin' 'bout hip hop and radio
Dave, where you at with it?

"How do I feel about radio hip hop?
I think it's wack
Most of the s*** they play is straight garbage"
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