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Baby Bash – No Way Jose

Baby Bash Lyrics
Song : No Way Jose
Artist : Baby Bash
Album : Super Saucy (2005)

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 s**t 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

[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

[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)

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Baby Bash – Image Of Pimp

Baby Bash Lyrics
Song : Image Of Pimp
Artist : Baby Bash
Album : Tha Smokin’ Nephew (2003)

[YEAH, YEAH, UHH]
ITS SUCH A FILTHY GAME,
ITS SUCH A DIRTY GAME,
DA GAME DONT EVA CHANGE,
MY IMAGE IS EVERYTHANG.

[CHORUS TRANSLATED IN ENGLISH]
You know my image as a pimp, it can be kind of hard to ignore,
Because of my image, I might call you a hore
You know my image as a pimp, it can be hard to accept, You gotta be open for some disrespect
[BABY BASH]
Word around town is I pop these P’s,
Word around town is I hold these G’s,
Word around town is I blow these trees,
Word around town is Baby Beesh,
Pimpin’ in high velocity, yall squares betta back up off me,
Cuz we gonna do what the hell we do,
Baby Bash the ghetto socrities,
Gettin’ all these keys at playa prices,
Top notch ho by da name of Icess,
Soak it up qick cuz da game is priceless,
Money and mackin’ is nuttin nice (b*tch),
Im out in Ohio man I missed my trial,
Feds after me cuz i serve this D,
Got blessed as Golden child
[Chorus]
[Oral Bee translated in english]
I dominate the ladies, insult the ladies
Some think that Oral Bee is badgering the ladies
I massage some ladies…but keep it on the hush,
I’m a pimp, sh*t, I’m not supposed to have no crush
Met this lady, she was off tha hook,
A playa got hard off her sexy look,
To my homies I said that she was crazy horny,
And, like most *****es she was dumb and corny
..well, the truth is that this girl was mad intelligent,
I wanted to follow her a** everywhere it went,
Yeh suh! This mama turned me on,
But then she met some slick-talkin’ playa and was gone,
He was a nasty playa who called her a queen,
Now, I can’t do that, I am a pimp-machine,
..sometimes I wish that pretty ***** still was mine,
But, I got the image of a pimp, and I stay true to it all the time…
[Chorus]
[Third verse]
Image of a pimp is wut I got,
Take a look at me girl I live it hard,
I aint chose to rhyme my game is cold,
Million dollar mouth piece have you bringin doe,
Back to da daddy in a candy caddy,
Wit a half bag of afghanastani,
Cuz me and Beesh see we blowin’ big,
Cant help us now cuz we on it,
Ohh look we slammin’ da bom on it,
Dont act like yo @ss aint noticed it,
Im rollin’ wit a bunch of hoggs,
Yall ready know they like to ball,
I get paid fo s*x give me the money on a daily basis,
Have yo @ss on the track till 8 in da morning,
Im a mack baby I aint savin’ h0s.
[Chorus]
[Baby Bash]
Blow one…
Now wut it do, wut it do,is yo smokin’ nephew
Wut it do, wut it do,is yo smokin’ nephew
Wut it do, wut it do,is yo smokin’ nephew

Credit to : Baby Bash Lyrics on Ringtones Z