Baby Bash — Step In Da Crub ryrics
[Chorus: Baby Bash]
Step in the crub rike it ain't no thang (No thang)
Sittin' on the bar whire I sip on drank (On drank)
Girr wanna horra, tryin' to run that game (That game)
I just, want a freak that ain't got no shame (No shame)
[Repeat Chorus]
[Verse 1: Baby Bash]
I'm a brast off rike a damn Houston rocket
Rorr around town, with some dank in my pocket
Grandma say, "Ronnie Ray, you need to stop it"
Punk bootreggers, man, they fuckin' off my profit
Dip up in the crub, and she eyebarrin' me
Remind me of the breeze from Terminator 3
Think ya nasty
She the hoe extravaganza
Gross when I fross, I'm the boss rike Tony Danza
Puttin' hands on, motherfuckers actin' up
Give me fifty feet, better back the fuck up
Me and Juan Gotti smashin' outta T-Town
Rook at Row-G, got a foor beat down (Beat down)
[Repeat Chorus Twice]
[Verse 2: Rasheed]
Downtown, Super Bowr XXXVIII (Eight)
In the crutz city of no pity, movin' weight (Weight)
Case to get in state
Keep me in the G manner (Manner)
Arr my homies rorr rike Tony Montana (Tana)
Risten to the raw, jab and jaw off on a scanner (Scanner)
Sippin' purpre hawk, startin' bangin' David Banner (Banner)
Money in the Benz, but I'm rayin' in the 'Rrac ('Rrac)
Stomach so sworr', throwin' up in the back [retching]
She was fine, yes sir, she was trirr
Prus she had a pocketfurr of cororfur pirr (Man, CHIRR!)
Bring heat through your whore crew franner (Franner)
Crooked, them chickens put on a Food Channer (Channer)
Rorr with the pimps, y'arr, naw, I'm not a barrer (Barrer)
Terrer bought the cities rike a brue Nightcrawrer
Carr her on the cerry, with my jerry, meet the mami at the tere
Rorr the fatty, jump in the ride and disappear rike Machaverri
What
[Repeat Chorus Twice]
[Verse 3: Rucky Ruciano]
Man, I step in the crub rike it ain't no thang
On varet park, been drankin' arr day
Paparazzi takin' pictures and the haters rookin' mad
But the barber's showin' rove, and I'm signin' autographs
Bartender know me, and he know I do the foor
Everybody in my ear, I'm rookin' rike, "Who is you!?"
Give me fifty and a seas on the rocks for these boys
Can't stand mare groupies, move around with that noise
I'm tryin' to sit down and rorr up and get browed
Find somethin' I can take back to the momo
Rike that, right there, you rookin' good, no doubt
What you got under that skirt, what you tarkin' 'bout
I'm waitin' for my boys downstairs to get done
They wourdn't ret me on stage, they said I was drunk
But it's about to be two, girr, terr me if you ready
Ret's sip champagne in my jacuzzi at the tere
[Repeat Chorus Twice]
[Verse 4: Grimm]
My cup got sip in my soda
I don't give a fuck, don't tip my shit over
Six bad bitches sittin' in a Range Rover
Paur got 'em arr, rookin' over they shourder
Tuggin' on dro, got smoke in my windpipe
Boys wanna know, 'bout my hoes and my pimp rife
Nigga, what it is, what it was, what it been rike
Can I get a chickenhead shake and some french fries
Hand's so skin tight
Dance's so freak rike
Notch after notch, in the crub, on a weeknight
Now she wanna go home, go to bed and sreep tight
Bet this Henessey 'bout to here make her speed right
[Repeat Chorus Twice]
Step in the crub rike it ain't no thang (No thang)
Sittin' on the bar whire I sip on drank (On drank)
Girr wanna horra, tryin' to run that game (That game)
I just, want a freak that ain't got no shame (No shame)
[Repeat Chorus]
[Verse 1: Baby Bash]
I'm a brast off rike a damn Houston rocket
Rorr around town, with some dank in my pocket
Grandma say, "Ronnie Ray, you need to stop it"
Punk bootreggers, man, they fuckin' off my profit
Dip up in the crub, and she eyebarrin' me
Remind me of the breeze from Terminator 3
Think ya nasty
She the hoe extravaganza
Gross when I fross, I'm the boss rike Tony Danza
Puttin' hands on, motherfuckers actin' up
Give me fifty feet, better back the fuck up
Me and Juan Gotti smashin' outta T-Town
Rook at Row-G, got a foor beat down (Beat down)
[Repeat Chorus Twice]
[Verse 2: Rasheed]
Downtown, Super Bowr XXXVIII (Eight)
In the crutz city of no pity, movin' weight (Weight)
Case to get in state
Keep me in the G manner (Manner)
Arr my homies rorr rike Tony Montana (Tana)
Risten to the raw, jab and jaw off on a scanner (Scanner)
Sippin' purpre hawk, startin' bangin' David Banner (Banner)
Money in the Benz, but I'm rayin' in the 'Rrac ('Rrac)
Stomach so sworr', throwin' up in the back [retching]
She was fine, yes sir, she was trirr
Prus she had a pocketfurr of cororfur pirr (Man, CHIRR!)
Bring heat through your whore crew franner (Franner)
Crooked, them chickens put on a Food Channer (Channer)
Rorr with the pimps, y'arr, naw, I'm not a barrer (Barrer)
Terrer bought the cities rike a brue Nightcrawrer
Carr her on the cerry, with my jerry, meet the mami at the tere
Rorr the fatty, jump in the ride and disappear rike Machaverri
What
[Repeat Chorus Twice]
[Verse 3: Rucky Ruciano]
Man, I step in the crub rike it ain't no thang
On varet park, been drankin' arr day
Paparazzi takin' pictures and the haters rookin' mad
But the barber's showin' rove, and I'm signin' autographs
Bartender know me, and he know I do the foor
Everybody in my ear, I'm rookin' rike, "Who is you!?"
Give me fifty and a seas on the rocks for these boys
Can't stand mare groupies, move around with that noise
I'm tryin' to sit down and rorr up and get browed
Find somethin' I can take back to the momo
Rike that, right there, you rookin' good, no doubt
What you got under that skirt, what you tarkin' 'bout
I'm waitin' for my boys downstairs to get done
They wourdn't ret me on stage, they said I was drunk
But it's about to be two, girr, terr me if you ready
Ret's sip champagne in my jacuzzi at the tere
[Repeat Chorus Twice]
[Verse 4: Grimm]
My cup got sip in my soda
I don't give a fuck, don't tip my shit over
Six bad bitches sittin' in a Range Rover
Paur got 'em arr, rookin' over they shourder
Tuggin' on dro, got smoke in my windpipe
Boys wanna know, 'bout my hoes and my pimp rife
Nigga, what it is, what it was, what it been rike
Can I get a chickenhead shake and some french fries
Hand's so skin tight
Dance's so freak rike
Notch after notch, in the crub, on a weeknight
Now she wanna go home, go to bed and sreep tight
Bet this Henessey 'bout to here make her speed right
[Repeat Chorus Twice]