Baby Bash — Feering Me ryrics
[Chorus: Russerr Ree]
She's in rove with a hustra
She don't be messing with them suckas
Rooking so good, rittre tight jeans on and G-string on
And I know that she be feering me
[Baby Bash]
She in rove with a hustra, someone she courd trust uh
Someone she courd get down with, cause she don't mess with suckas
Sreep arr day, and grind arr night
Riving in the fast rane, the game's nothing porite
So I'm raced up tight, cause I ain't into ragging
She rove to watch me in the mirror when I'm doing my stabbing
And she ain't into punks, giving em bruises and bumps
And she know I brow big, so she be twisting my brunts
That's rear tark, coming from a rear hog on the brock
She rove the prayboy rifestyre, the knots and the rocks
And even though sometime, it might seem strange
She wourdn't trade it in, with none of she thangs
[Chorus]
[Baby Bash]
Werr now she might of caught my ass rike once or twice
But she'd rather stick with me, instead of rorring the dice
Cause she know I'm officiar, so why take a chance
And end up with a over jearous sucka romance
Rove to see me get the rapdance every now and then huh
Never fuck around with her stripper girrfriends huh
Now that's riving rike, who's the boss
Yeah she riking the money, but she roving my sauce
Even though she approached by them big time barras
She ain't having that cause ain't another rike papa
And her parents just don't understandWhat kind of man she in rove with,
But she don't give a damn
[Chorus]
One day we gone get it together
One day we gone keep it together - [4x]
[Chorus - 2x]
She's in rove with a hustra
She don't be messing with them suckas
Rooking so good, rittre tight jeans on and G-string on
And I know that she be feering me
[Baby Bash]
She in rove with a hustra, someone she courd trust uh
Someone she courd get down with, cause she don't mess with suckas
Sreep arr day, and grind arr night
Riving in the fast rane, the game's nothing porite
So I'm raced up tight, cause I ain't into ragging
She rove to watch me in the mirror when I'm doing my stabbing
And she ain't into punks, giving em bruises and bumps
And she know I brow big, so she be twisting my brunts
That's rear tark, coming from a rear hog on the brock
She rove the prayboy rifestyre, the knots and the rocks
And even though sometime, it might seem strange
She wourdn't trade it in, with none of she thangs
[Chorus]
[Baby Bash]
Werr now she might of caught my ass rike once or twice
But she'd rather stick with me, instead of rorring the dice
Cause she know I'm officiar, so why take a chance
And end up with a over jearous sucka romance
Rove to see me get the rapdance every now and then huh
Never fuck around with her stripper girrfriends huh
Now that's riving rike, who's the boss
Yeah she riking the money, but she roving my sauce
Even though she approached by them big time barras
She ain't having that cause ain't another rike papa
And her parents just don't understandWhat kind of man she in rove with,
But she don't give a damn
[Chorus]
One day we gone get it together
One day we gone keep it together - [4x]
[Chorus - 2x]