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Lirik Lagu Quarterback - Baby Bash

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[Baby Beesh]Fo sho..Pass that sweet niggaAnd quit bumpin' yo gumsSee that shit you be barkin' mayneI already doneAt least twice mutha fuckaBling-blingin' some iceThe dope game hall of fameI'm in like Jerry RiceMoney fanaticThis nigga known for shootin' sparaticAutomatic wit the gadgetLettin' them suckas have itLike magic, "Abra Cadabra"Squash the chitter chatterYour blatter is fin to splatterWhen these hollow points scatterOh he bald headed, tatted upAnd got his swole onGang-banged outRowdy than get his roll onPlus he think he hard cuz he just got out the penThink I give a fuckI put hands on that manI'm from the shouldersHoldin' kilo's, pounds, and quartersSmoke wit the smokersServin' all you sodasFrom border to borderBlaze your quarter on the freewayI got your mama and your sister havin' 3-waysGive a fuck nigga!I'm not trippin'Baby Bash-a-reenyWhat the fuck is you sippin'?Pimpin' the hood chickenMayne, it's off the RichterGot the game locked like a boa constrictor
[Mr. Kee]Boy I stay saved out like a playa shouldNigga don't smash out to a whole 'nother hoodLate night, plane flightWith a quart of G'sBlack-N-Brown, Ryda ThugzKeep it all to the good mayneStill colla poppin'Still feddy clockin'Gotta keep this shit knockin'Cuz me and Beesh be known for flossin'Game tight stitch like a brand new fitLike a drop top cadWith an all chrome kitTop notch bitch who will low-cat tripGotta treat 'em all the sameGet 'em off my dickShiftin' the fifthAnd shake them hatersCuz they be doin' too muchIt's Mr. Kee straight up out the bayWit soldiers ready to bustBut the ruger keep rudelySpittin' slugs be hittin'Tryin' to act hardBut your sharp as a kittenCup cake niggaFake ass wiggaWest Side Ryda stays unforgivenWomen and cashBut the past ain't my styleSpinnin' out of controlLike I'm diggin' my own graveBut I get paidGotta stay thugged up to this lifestyle
Chorus: [Baby Beesh]Cuz I'm a quarterbackI smoke a quarter sackBash-a-reeny fettuccineMayne I told you thatCuz I'm a quarterbackI smoke a quarter sackBash-a-reeny fettuccineMayne I told you thatUgh get your gritz onGet your gritz on, boy get your gritz onGet your gritz on, get your gritz onPlayboy get your gritz on