Suga Suga (Remix) Lyrics – Baby Bash

[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]

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Butta Kup Lyrics – Baby Bash

[chorus:]
she got a caramel round round brown
make me go crazy when she come around
baby you's my butta cup
ohh I got a sweet tooth
baby you's my butta cup
ohh I got a sweet tooth
when she got those skinny jeans ridin down low
she's my favorite candy gotta let her know
baby you's my butta cup
ohh I got a sweet tooth
baby you's my butta cup
ohh I got a sweet tooth

yeah you crossin out yo label girl you bustin all night
not a top notch top rank or top flight
but it aint a butta finga or it aint a babe ruth
got ya dancin way loose like you off the grey goose
caramel dummy's on my mind on the frappachino
betty crocker dunkin hines taste like rios
her body so cleo colder then alaska
break me off slow she gone break me off faster
and you know she broke me off from the south to the north
east to the west baby do it so soft
got me singin boy yoy boy yoy
she got that goody gum drop oh boy

[chorus]

less feelin taste great thats my thang
honey buns dum dums coconut cream
cut her up clean cuz she sweeter than my swisha
I give her cap a key everytime I get wit her
shes my cover girl lover girl sweet as amaretto
lookin some vicious when she do it in stiletto
hip hop or heavy metal she workin that jello
and she love to bring it home and help me count my spineto
she kisses for my lady cadaver
aint got a square bear gots me a ryder
put her on the flyer betcha club jump off right
guarantee she gone keep it bumpin all night

[chorus]

your my top notch lady make the club go crazy
let me see ya goody goody gum drop
thicka then a snicka with her body off the liquor
let me see ya goody goody gum drop
if your sexy and you know it and your not afraid to show it
let me see ya goody goody gum drop
and get your frame off the chain make em say main
let me see ya goody goody gum drop

[chorus]

Fantasy Girl Lyrics – Baby Bash (feat. Marty James)

[Marty James:]
Yea, yea
Oh ever girl a pice of fiction
Tell me she's make belive
Got a body you can have
She a fantasy fantasy
She a fantasy fantasy girl
(all time that girl's a beast)
She's like a real life
She a fantasy fantasy
She a fantasy fantasy girl
(all time that girl's a beast)
She's like a real life

[Baby Bash:]
Tv, movies, and magazines
Novelas, game shows, and fancy dreams
Living way lavish on fancy things
High definition hd so clean
Playboy bunny like the girl next door
Sh-she snow white no hugh hefner
Fre-freshtastic christian dior
With a body of a timple I must explore
Girl I must incline quirking down low
With that ass behind
Tell me is I dreaming or you just that fine
If you got imagination then imagine mine

[Marty James: Chorus]
Oh ever girl a pice of fiction
Tell me she's make belive
Got a body you can have
She a fantasy fantasy
She a fantasy fantasy girl
(all time that girl's a beast)
She's like a real life
She a fantasy fantasy
She a fantasy fantasy girl
(all time that girl's a beast)
She's like a real life

[Baby Bash:]
Quiet like my night brand new moon
Lo-look at the allusion across the room
Day time night girl afternoon
Do-doing the most so don't chat perfume
Now how am I gonna handle this
Iphone, mac book, bl-blue ray disc
And she look like she came a video
You know the one dey say shawty get it low
Spit sangria mama mia
Welcome everybody to my fantasia
Way more styles than a facionista
My freak in a sheets my diamond diva

[Marty James: Chorus]
Oh ever girl a pice of fiction
Tell me she's make belive
Got a body you can have
She a fantasy fantasy
She a fantasy fantasy girl
(all time that girl's a beast)
She's like a real life
She a fantasy fantasy
She a fantasy fantasy girl
(all time that girl's a beast)
She's like a real life

[Marty James:]
You can't spell fantasy, without n-a-s-t-y
But you better be a real time
You can't spell fantasy, without n-a-s-t-y
It don't matter when the clock strikes
That's how the story go-go-go-goes
Go work your magic oh,
I got to have it oh,
So let me sho-sho-sho-show
And drop it right here
Make this money disapear (yea)

[Marty James: Chorus]
Oh ever girl a pice of fiction
Tell me she's make belive
Got a body you can have
She a fantasy fantasy
She a fantasy fantasy girl
(all time that girl's a beast)
She's like a real life
She a fantasy fantasy
She a fantasy fantasy girl
(all time that girl's a beast)
She's like a real life
She a fantasy fantasy
She a fantasy fantasy
She a fantasy fantasy girl

Outta Control Lyrics – Baby Bash (feat. Pitbull)

I dont need no love all I need is the DJ [2X]

[Baby Bash]
It was midnight, I got the bootie call,
She said I'm at the club,
So I threw on my draws

I'm lookin' throwed in my 'fit,
Candy coat on my whip,
The Popo's all on my tip,
But man I dont even trip

Sent me a dirty text,
So I text her back,
Scooped up the Stuey
Boy cuz he had them purple sacks

Now we gone with the wind,
Its on and poppin' again,
We rebel rockin and rollin,
This club is outta c-, outta c-,ou-ou-ou-outta control!

She got me outta control,
She make me go crazy when she out on the on floor
She know the DJ,
He's on Serato,
He date them models,
He crack them bottles!

[Chorus - Pitbull]
Everybody say fellas what do ladies like money money money!
Ladies what do fellas like that monkey monkey monkey!
Money, money,
Its outta control
She showed that monkey,
Whooo its outta control

[Baby Bash]
I'm double fistin' now, under a strobe light,
Its lookin like a movie but its feelin so tight,
Now I got one in the cage and I got two on the stage,
I got a waitress on the under tryna' give me some face

They play some Lil Wayne mixed with some T-Pain,
They matched the Journey record,
Now the dropped some Cold Play

And now they playin' my song,
The girls they showin' their thongs,
We rebel rockin and rollin,
This club is outta c-, outta c-,ou-ou-ou-outta control!

She got me outta control,
She make me go crazy when she out on the on floor
She know the DJ,
He's on Serato,
He date them models,
He crack them bottles!

[Chorus - Pitbull]
Everybody say fellas what do ladies like money money money!
Ladies what do fellas like that monkey monkey monkey!
Money, money,
Its outta control
She showed that monkey,
Whooo its outta control

I dont need no love all I need is the DJ [4x]

Outta control she he got me outta control,
She make me go crazy when she out on the on floor
She know the DJ,
He's on Serato,
He date them models,
He crack them bottles!

[Chorus - Pitbull]
Everybody say fellas what do ladies like money money money!
Ladies what do fellas like that monkey monkey monkey!
Money, money,
Its outta control
She showed that monkey, Whooo its outta control

Ehh ehh! its outta control! [4x]

That's How I Go lyrics - b5 (feat. Mario)

I let the roof drop
Drippin - with super -
In my new car
And I'm glad that she love to have me
I'm like ooh lord
From Jamaica to Puerto Rico down to Utah
From Miami to California they some cool brahs
Haters tell me they can't be mad at my new job
We be goin hard in the - like a hoop star
It's finger li- lickin good like a full course
Give it to ya girl don't have to tell you baby
You start if you like it you know I love it
Baby, 2 more
And the smell of that new chanel girl, it never fail
We can fly away or just drive
Baby, heads or tails?
And oh yeah, and oh yeah

Said I met a lot of ladies and I travel the world
Sometimes I party like crazy showin love to the girls
That's how I go, that's how I go girl, that's how I go girl
I go and go, that's how I go girl, that's how I go girl
And then my pockets look - with plenty to give
Somebody 'bout to have my baby and the key to my crib
That's how I go, that's how I go girl, that's how I go girl
I go and go, that's how I go girl, that's how I go girl

I said man girl you think it's 5 o'clock traffic on that 101
Maybe later on tonight me and you can have ourselves a 1 on 1
I swear I've seen you somewhere else
Maybe it was on a movie screen
Maybe it was on a television
Or on the cover of a magazine
I know and I don't care
Let me see your underwear
Let me see how thick you is baby
Let me see what's under there
Everybody know we go go go go oh so fast when I'm on my grind
But I can't lie when I see that ass
I slow it down and take my time

Said I met a lot of ladies and I travel the world
Sometimes I party like crazy showin love to the girls
That's how I go, that's how I go girl, that's how I go girl
I go and go, that's how I go girl, that's how I go girl
And then my pockets look - with plenty to give
Somebody 'bout to have my baby and the key to my crib
That's how I go, that's how I go girl, that's how I go girl
I go and go, that's how I go girl, that's how I go girl

Girl I gotta red eye flight, soundcheck, another photo shoot
Girl I gotta go I gotta do another interview
Studio tonight have a banger you could listen to
Baby you ain't even gotta ask
You know I'm missin' you
The money keep comin girl, cause we keep goin
Yeah we go and go and go and go and go and keep goin
Yeah the money keep comin girl, cause we keep goin
Yeah we go and go and go and go and go and keep goin

Said I met a lot of ladies and I travel the world
Sometimes I party like crazy showin love to the girls
That's how I go, that's how I go girl, that's how I go girl
I go and go, that's how I go girl, that's how I go girl
And then my pockets look - with plenty to give
Somebody 'bout to have my baby and the key to my crib
That's how I go, that's how I go girl, that's how I go girl
I go and go, that's how I go girl, that's how I go girl

That's how we go.