Baby, it don't stop And it won't quit And I can't stop Until you put your body on me Don't stop And it won't quit And I can't stop Until you put your
Baby, it don't stop and it won't quit And I can't stop until you put your body on me It don't stop and it won't quit And I can't stop until you put your
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] Baby, it don't stop And it won't quit And I can't stop Until you put your body on me Don't stop And it won't quit And I can't stop Until you put your
So get on the floor and grab somebody! Ain't nothin' but a White Trash Party! So let's have us a little bash And if anyone asks If there ain't no one
puke!! (Bleahh!) I wasn't tryin to turn this into somethin major I just wanted to make you appreciate flavor Susan, stop cryin, I don't hate ya I'm sorry
, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun Sugar, it's on me, forget what the cost be Shake ya thang, now [Verse 1: Baby Bash (Angel Dust)] Ain't nothin' wrong with
: A-Wax] This ain't nothin' new to me Look at what they do to me Need to chill Try to stop Did dirt wit it now I gotta buy the chop [Baby Bash] I'm in
bet one The one your mama told you, "Baby, go get one" Hook: Baby Bash Extra menace, no disrespect Hop on, don't miss the jet Uh Extra menace, no disrespect Uh Hop on, don't
too late What You know we got it locked way out of state What -spliff star- Now baby sham take the safety off hold -baby sham verse- There’s alot of fake
's your name I don't wanna tell you the same ol' thing Drop, drop it low, make, make it pop, I can do this all night shorty I don't wanna stop I need
I'm kissin ass, goodbye, rockaby, here's your lullaby like Georgie Puddin Pie but baby baby don't, cry Feed em I heat em and eat em if I don't need
like ultra You couldn't hang if you was a poster Posin like a bitch for exposure It's rumors of gay MC's, just don't come around me wit it You still rockin hickies, don't
that bitch gon' see stars Respect my gangsta, I see you looking mad and I ain't 'cha I know 50 Cent and bitch I ain't no Wanksta And I don't get down
I know some real women, I know some real hoes And male-bashing songs, I don't feel those But I'm glad you bi-sexual women came out Don't tell 'em what
indo guess what you in for you bout to find out that shit we in, we all contenders you don't know, you seen a nigga jumpin through yo window don't
