On Tha Curb - Lyrics - Tha Smokin' Nephew - Baby Bash

Title: On Tha Curb
Album: Tha Smokin' Nephew
Artist: Baby Bash
Composer(s): Mikel Cee, Ronald Ray Bryant

Lyric:
I'm standing on the curb puffin' on the herb
Tryin' to get what a mother fucker deserve
I'm tryin' to stay high true to the trilla
Tryin' to get richer 'cuz it's all about them illaz

I'm standing on the curb puffin' on the herb
Tryin' to get what a mother fucker deserve
I'm tryin' to stay high true to the trilla
Tryin' to get richer 'cuz it's all about them illaz

Well that's the way I put it down R and D we faced the clown
Purple essence all around see me an' my folks we blaze the pounds
Ain't no brown it's all green, players know what the hell I mean
Gotta whole new scheme and a whole new dream
I just got me a triple beam
From a dope feen but he a homie though
Use to be a balla till he started using all his dough

Rock it up, chop it up, may me sack it up
They're true to the rules don't be no fool who always actin' up
An' they know woofin' they lovin' what these gentles cookin'
That's why I'm jukin', that candy cream with that puddin'
Is baby bash all about that cash an' that Mary Jane
You know tha game, I gots to gets tha money man

I'm standing on the curb puffin' on the herb
Tryin' get what a mother fucker deserve
I'm tryin' to stay high true to the trilla
Tryin' to get richer 'cuz it's all about them illaz

I'm standing on the curb puffin' on the herb
Tryin' to get what a mother fucker deserve
I'm tryin' to stay high true to the trilla
Tryin' to get richer 'cuz it's all about them illaz

My play a dreams are magical, my top notch game is valuable
I'm stackin' my mathematical 'cuz I just bumped me a badder hoe
Well Las Vegas Nevada hoe, stripper international
Some big old tits and ass an all, she loves all by that grass I grow
Her schedule ain't flexible they all live in Mexico
Got a semi truck with hella blow and he scats across the border hoe
That's why the duck is comin' buckets posted on the gizzard
Blowin' sweets like they gots trumpets

I'm standing on the curb puffin' on the herb
Tryin' to get what a mother fucker deserve
I'm tryin' to stay high true to the trilla
Tryin' to get richer 'cuz it's all about them illaz

I'm standing on the curb puffin' on the herb
Tryin' to get what a mother fucker deserve
I'm tryin' to stay high true to the trilla
Tryin' to get richer 'cuz it's all about them illaz

Before I run out let me be cocky 'cuz I got the habit
That fluffy rabbit, that purple puss, that white magic
It got them feenin' for a mouth piece that be poppin' peas an'
Got them sick and queezin' can't let them haters be the reason
You takin' losses fuckin' off your credit that ain't cool
And then you wonder why these fools ride and blast at you
But that's the game and the game gonna take a stride
It's baby bash baby boy I come and take a ride

I'm standing on the curb puffin' on the herb
Tryin' to get what a mother fucker deserve
I'm tryin' to stay high true to the trilla
Tryin' to get richer 'cuz it's all about them illaz

I'm standing on the curb puffin' on the herb
Tryin' to get what a mother fucker deserve
I'm tryin' to stay high true to the trilla
Tryin' to get richer 'cuz it's all about them illaz

I'm standing on the curb puffin' on the herb
Tryin' to get what a mother fucker deserve
I'm tryin' to stay high true to the trilla
Tryin' to get richer 'cuz it's all about them illaz

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Speedin' - Lyrics - Trilla - Rick Ross

Title: Speedin'
Album: Trilla
Artist: Rick Ross
Composer(s): Kevin Cossom, Andrew Harr, Jermaine Jackson, Robert Kelly, William Roberts

Lyric:
Legendary, Runners, you know me
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, Trilla
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh

Every dollar that I count can't go in my account
My accountant can't count up all my money in a hour
?Cause it's comin? too fast and I'm scared it won't last
Look that white girl in her face, told her this was her last dance

Goddamn, speedin' got my heart racin?
I don't have the nominations you could blame that on my occupation
Ceasar salad, Ceasar's Palace
You're not a boss little nigga 'cause your cheese is average

In the Benz, AK, ridin? shotgun
It's a Benz ?cause you're broke ?til you got one
It ain't nothin' doin? 100 in the Maybach
Throwin? money out the roof motherfuck the brake pads

Fast life, I live, big cars, big cribs
Speedin?, I'm speedin?
I can't stop, it's all I know
From a youngin? I was taught get doe
I'm speedin?, speedin?, I'm speedin?

These people came lookin? for me, shit I got ghosts
See the West Coast close up in the Montrose
Big money, boss major
American Idol, I got fans like Fantasia

Read between the lines or yo' ass like Fantasia
Get hit between the eyes, he died, they can't save him
In a Porsche, I'm weavin?
No dough, but I'm speedin?

I?m starin' at the skyline I got a million on my mind
I'm the best and these pussy niggas runnin' out of time
Ricky Ross, I'm the chill, quarter mill for the timepiece
Yeah, I bought a wheels like deals with the dime beats

Fast life, I live, big cars, big cribs
Speedin?, I'm speedin?
I can't stop, it's all I know
From a youngin? I was taught get doe
I'm speedin?, speedin?, I'm speedin?

Sittin? in the livin' room, watchin' The Grammys
Wishin' that was me that was on The Grammys
All I needed was someone to get behind me
Money rain on me!

I was a determined ill nigger, dirty shoes and Hilfiger
Homie helped me out 'cause his boy was a drug dealer
Now I'm flyin? high ?cause my gifts grew wings
And now I'm flyin? down like the coupe grew wings

Kells and Ross on the Hollywood scene
Red carpet and we smellin? like green
Now I floss ?cause I got paid off
Collabo was the Hip Hop and R&B boss, oh!

Fast life, I live, big cars, big cribs
Speedin?, I'm speedin?
I can't stop, it's all I know
From a youngin? I was taught get doe
I'm speedin?, I'm speedin?, I'm speedin?

E-Class, I think somebody followin? me
Meet me at the helipad, Mickey Beach
I'm worth fifteen million baby
I'm tryin' to blow it all in one week!

Fuckin' wit you, Triple C?s, it?s the Boss
(I'm speedin I'm speedin')
I'm a fly away on you haters
I done came up so fast
Movies, endorsements, films
(I'm speedin I'm speedin')
We own things, Boss!

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Sexy Eyes - Lyrics - Tha Smokin' Nephew - Baby Bash

Title: Sexy Eyes
Album: Tha Smokin' Nephew
Artist: Baby Bash
Composer(s): Nathan Perez, Russell Lee Atkins, Ronald Ray Bryant

Lyric:
Sexy eyes, they're so lovely
Sexy eyes, make me wanna love ya
Sexy eyes, girl, you're lookin' way cool tonight, ooh
Da da da da da, ya know I got the cognac
Da da da da da, and the phat bomb sack
Da da da da da, your sexy eyes got me hypnotized
Lady, come and take a ride with me

Shorty, do you know the time? All I wanna do is vibe
Put you on the suga rise, smilin' wit your pearly whites
Sexy eyes, sexy waist, sexy each and every day
When I put this thang up on ya, sexy mama wanna marry me
But hold up now, we just met, let me see how long you keep it wet

Hold it steady, already, baby girl, we done did dat
It's like a stairway to paradise when I look into your eyes
Mama very nice, and we can do all type of thangs
Rollin' in them whips and I like to swang
You know it's nothing to a trilla though your sexy eyes are so spiritual

Sexy eyes, they're so lovely
Sexy eyes, make me wanna love ya
Sexy eyes, girl you're lookin' way cool tonight, ooh
Da da da da da, ya know I got the cognac
Da da da da da, and the phat bomb sack
Da da da da da, your sexy eyes got me hypnotized
Lady, come and take a ride with me

The steelo so kamikaze, shrinin' like Liberachy
Spendin' like Burberry, me Issey Miyake
It's goin' down like gravity, yo baby, daddy mad at me
And I throw these things so handley
Cop me an assault and battery

She still wanna love me like a Playboy bunny
Lookin' like warm hunny, so classy and stunning
Faithfully, she waits for me, like the real ones really do
So gracefully she's made for me and you know that's on the cool

Girl, get your shine on like a candle in the wind
Gotta keep my mind strong when I'm hammerin' within
And one look is all it took, incredible thighs
And one look is all it took, incredible eyes

Sexy eyes, they're so lovely
Sexy eyes, make me wanna love ya
Sexy eyes, girl, you're lookin' way cool tonight, ooh
Da da da da da, ya know I got the cognac
Da da da da da, and the phat bomb sack
Da da da da da, your sexy eyes got me hypnotized
Lady, come and take a ride with me

Time don't wait for love and life don't wait for a break in the weather
It's time for me and you to hook up, let's get this thing together, ooh
Time don't wait for love and life don't wait for a break in the weather
It's time for me and you to hook up, let's get this thing together

Sexy eyes, they're so lovely
Sexy eyes, make me wanna love ya
Sexy eyes, girl, you're lookin' way cool tonight, ooh
Da da da da da, ya know I got the cognac
Da da da da da, and the phat bomb sack
Da da da da da, your sexy eyes got me hypnotized
Lady, come and take a ride with me

Sexy eyes, they're so lovely
Sexy eyes, make me wanna love ya
Sexy eyes, girl, you're lookin' way cool tonight, ooh
Da da da da da, ya know I got the cognac
Da da da da da, and the phat bomb sack
Da da da da da, your sexy eyes got me hypnotized
Lady, come and take a ride with me
Lady, come and take a ride with me
Lady, come and take a ride with me

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