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letra de my life - baby bash

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[baby bash (bosko in background)]
ya, ya
hun
check, check (oh)
is it on?
it’s on (baby bash)
all right, it’s on
yeah
come on
it’s all gravity
i’m a roll ’em off like that, one time (let’s spark that hash)
it’s all gravity
levitation, bos-kelly (let’s spend this cash)
what it is

chorus: bosko
we got weed to smoke, whips to roll
chicks to cut, and cash to blow
our v.i.p. list at the door
that’s my life, it’s all i know

repeat chorus

[baby bash]
(verse 1)
it’s the return of that
nut, baby beeshy, love is chicken greasy
sh-ttin’ on these haters, that love, to taste the feces
i’m a fool, i’m a nutter
gone off the b-tter
chiefin’ real big, from cali to calcutta
and gone wacko off tobacco
mixed, with the dodo
them squares ain’t ready for the modern day cholo
used to be a player, but now
i’m in official
hooked up
with bosko, now we do the d-mn dizzle
the only n-gga with a benz, still on welfare
no insurance, no license and no
health care
computer illiterate
smoke more than a little bit
a straight f-cking idiot
you think that i give a sh-t?

repeat chorus twice

(verse 2)
my beezy, man
so thick, her body
lookin’, like
sheila, (???)
the skunk
the kush
the grand daddy purple
would you please gather around
and p-ss it
in a circle (here you go)
my style
my sw-ng
my thang
it’s groovy
when you bankin’ on the dollar, so hollar
when you wanna choose me
i spit it
i read it
i wrote it
so quote it
fully, loaded
self, promoted
margarita, vil and daquari’s, blowin’ on a sack of trees
chokin’ so hard, i swear to god, i’m turnin’ j-panese

[baby bash]
chokin’ so hard, i swear to god, i’m turnin’ j-panese

repeat chorus twice

[singing verse: bosko]
i stay
blown away, off that
california purple
i was
born to play, breakin’
b-tches by the purse full
i stay
on the blade, and all these
popos tryin’ to circle
i guess
ma is to blame, that’s why we
spit these vicious verbals

hook: bosko
we poppin’ purp’
drink malibu
we choppin’ work
break a few
she got them curves
and held a few
you know it’s chuuch
good afternoon

repeat hook

repeat chorus til fade

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