Baby baby baby imasugu Baby baby baby aini kite Baby baby baby imasugu Baby baby baby aini kite Baby baby baby baby baby etc... ----------------------------------
번역: 피치카토 다섯. 베이비 멕시코 록.
Our shit don't mix like llao and lukewarm water Better make it hotter splash ice and watch it rock up I oughta duct tape your infant daughter Show y'all
movin' that white girl Posted up on the corner Movin that marijuana Glock fone on my hip hollin' out you don't want it My glock stay cocked Rocks in
Big slabs of crack, writin my gangstaz will. Bury me at the plate in Bronze Bomber's Field. Give my young guards the four horses, My babi gurls get the
for your rafla bumping like you want ta Add some Mexican rap to your collection Imagine hoping your ride Bump'n this, in the... intersection Interesting isn't that what Mexicans
Fort Worth Dallas to the valley, man, it's all about the work What you know about the great state of Texas Rocks in a necklace, leave a {bitch} breathless
eighty-eight cowboys ridin' on horse back Top that! the Mexicans all that Strike like a snake and attack like a bobcat [Verse 2: Baby Bash] Hoe ass niggaz
spinnin now thats me coming wit dem playa made mexicans thats baby bash on dat a** thankin presidents some call her baby squirrel like cash money
Bianks with breasts and big butts Here I come baby Enough to make the big bucks Here I come baby 151 and malibu rum and pineapple juice in My cup Here I come baby
faggot niggaz Y'all on some real hardcore, maggot niggaz Catch you in the gridlock in New York City traffic Hit you in the face with a rock tied up
Hahaha, aight rock your shit homie (c'mon) [Chorus 2X: Bizzy Bone] Ooh, I guess they don't know (know) I'm finna call up David and we marchin on them
26's on a Hummer My goal is to try to fuck Trina by the summer Some niggaz hate me, but they only made me Go and put mo' ice in my mouth than Baby G
rock inside his hand And about 25 sheriffs jumped out the van get down, punk Palmdale (Hell, yeah) Come back to me (I need you and I love you, baby)
made by sun Got a gun, ain't a Uzi but it weighs a ton It's B-Boy punk rock 2001 It's B-Boy punk rock 2001 It's B-Boy punk rock 2001 World keeps spinnin
, beat the shit out - I mean, the livin daylights Wouldn't be no dope slangin if McDonald's paid right They target areas of black, Chinese and Mexican
and a Mexican Fuck the white line, sippin' one Coors light Mickey Avalon, call me Mr. Right Radio can't wait to play me From K-Rock in L.A. to rooftops
stop and pull me over But I keep mashing, speeding through the intersection Hiding from the laws, like an illegal Mexican See the ice rocks, wrist chain
