Baby, I'm so high (Ooh) Oooh la la la (La la) Baby, I'm so high Oooh la, la, la (La la) Baby, I'm so high [Baby Bash] Ah
play me, she stray true when I leave town (Money, money, money) That?s my playmate Got my mind on my money Got my money on my mind [Baby Bash] She?s
can tell ya, whoa yeah But it's really nothin' though [But it's really nothin' though] But it's really nothin' though [But it's really nothin' though] [Baby Bash
Paul Wall, Baby Bash, what dey talkin bout (I'm jus sayin) Its throwed off playa, it's throwed off playa its throwed off play(its goin down) Chorus 2
in a Pinto likes it's a Porsche Garbage bag on one of the windows Spray-painted doors with the flames on 'em Michigan plates and my name's on 'em Baby
(feat. Baby Bash) God broke the mold, When he made this one I know She's breathtaking but so much more She walks in the room, your lungs close Making
the club in a Pinto likes it's a Porsche Garbage bag on one of the windows Spray painted doors with the flames on 'em Michigan plates and my name's on 'em Baby
off playa, it's throwed off playa Now it's about dat time, we rearrange ur mind We jammin' Jersey for shersey we blowin' on dat pine Dey call me Baby Bash
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,
brother been, hunting for dimes I pluck em in time, the second I get a chance to Hittin the backroom, in the mid of the song we dance through Bashful?
Cause we dont punch clocks We push a bunch of rocks Bang a bunch of bopps And shake the fucking cops Off top, Baby bash call me the scrill dilly Deep
Paul Wall, Baby Bash, what dey talkin bout (I'm jus sayin) Its throwed off playa, it's throwed off playa its throwed off play(its goin down) Chorus
