Artist: Baby Beesh

Album: On Tha Cool

Title: Feelin Me

feat. Russell Lee

[Chorus: Russell Lee] She's in love with a hustla She only messing with them suckas Looking so good, little tight jeans on and G-string on And I know that she be feeling me [Baby Beesh] She in love with a hustla, someone she could trust uh Someone she could get down with, cause she don't mess with suckas Sleep all day, and grind all night Living in the fast lane, the game's nothing polite So I'm laced up tight, cause I ain't into lagging She love 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 blow big, so she be twisting my blunts That's real talk, coming from a real hog on the block She love the playboy lifestyle, the knots and the rocks And even though sometime, it might seem strange She wouldn't trade it in, with none of she thangs [Chorus] (*ad-libs*) [Baby Beesh] Well now she might of caught my ass like once or twice But she'd rather stick with me, instead of rolling the dice Cause she know I'm official, so why take a chance And end up with a over jealous sucka romance Love to see me get the lapdance every now and then huh Never fuck around with her stripper girlfriends huh Now that's living like, who's the boss Yeah she liking the money, but she loving my sauce Even though she approached by them big time ballas She ain't having that cause ain't another like papa And her parents just don't understand What kind of man she in love with, but she don't give a damn [Chorus] (*ad-libs*) One day we gone get it together One day we gone keep it together - 4x [Chorus - 2x] (*ad-libs*

Artist: Baby Beesh

Album: On Tha Cool

Title: On Tha Cool

feat. DJ Kane, Drew

(*vocalizing*) [Chorus: DJ Kane] Let's keep it on the cool It's between, me and you It's the freaky things we do Cause baby I like it, I like it Let's keep it on the cool If they all letting you The little thangs you do Cause baby I like it, I like it [Baby Beesh] It wasn't no love at first sight, it was sex on the first night How could it be so wrong when it felt so strong, it felt so right I like the way you back it up, cause your chulo ain't no punk Get it crunk, get it crunk from the back to the front, any way you want Smoking, laughing, telling jokes, smashing riding on blades and spokes Saying we just friends, but you and I know, what's really though You take me on your odyssey, keep the drama off of me You love to get on top of me, while I get you wet and watery We sizzo and uh, we doing our thug thizzo', what your friends don't know We'll keep it low, when talk at the club a little When you drop em off at home, hit Beeshy on the celly And I'll be at the telly, honey be all ready [Chorus] [Baby Beesh] Well now they think they know the deal, but they don't have a clue The things we do me and you, got to keep it tight on the cool Down low on the hush, take our time don't need to rush You in my mind like cannabis, with a freaky way you make me bust Freaky deaky everytime you see me, you best believe me, I'ma lick You down with berries and cream, you lick me with that wine and kiwi You know it's nathin', to keep that gossip off of baking That's why we shaking, them hatas spreading information If only I knew then what I know now, things could of been a little different Could I have this dance, I got a girl at home already on suspicion But I want my cake and eat it too, wanna be with her I wanna be with you You telling me that you need it too, and let me tell you what we fin to do [Chorus] [DJ Kane] Oooh wee, I love it when you freaky like that Oooh wee, on the cool coming through from the back Oooh wee, I love to watch you dance on my lap Oooh wee, uh oooh wee [Drew] Oooh wee, you love to see your daddy roll up Oooh wee, going hard and the pain rolled up Oooh wee, that people in your business saw us Oooh wee, oooh wee [Chorus] (*ad-libs*

Artist: Baby Beesh

Album: On Tha Cool

Title: Too Many Things

feat. Grimm

(Chorus - 2x) I got too many things, going on And not enough people who love me I got to deal with it all, right or wrong And nobody thinking of me [Baby Beesh] My lifestyle so cold, holla for the gold Some say I'm too drunk, some say I'm too blowed Hold the kilos, and watch the weeds grow And stacking c-note, on top of c-note And ooh, my mama love me but found a new man Took all that she should take, five years I'm still praying Damn it's out of hand, balling out of control I love the fame and the fortune, but I sold my soul Bring it back Lord, help me bring it back, help me Straighten out my act, all I know is making money slanging yac On the track, and smoking fat sacks with my mistress What is this, my life as a misfit (Chorus - 2x) [Grimm] Now I don't know what you done heard Anywhere you go, one do love herb Like two little birds, kissing in the trees An angel up above, been whispering to me Said I'm living in a dream, and it isn't what it seems Once wanted fame, now I wish it wasn't me You know, I got a fly groove, so many time zones Quick to get my rhyme on, listen to it when I'm gone I was born, to put the boogie in your shoes Hit the doobie when you through, pass it to me on the cool I'm a fool for the flipping, spit for those who love me Thought I knew the game, but it ain't so funny (Chorus - 2x) [Baby Beesh] Come on now, help me get up out of the rain I'm blessed with the joy, but cursed with the pain Come on now, everybody knowing my name Ask Little Ronny, can you spare some change See I'm tired of the game, tired of the lies Now all I wanna do is keep my eyes on the prize Rise to the occasion, interrogation is my persuasion To do the thangs I do, keep the average head aching Waking up at noon, listen to the tune I'm dedicated to my first love, back in high school Went from closepin to kingpin, every weekend Shining like a star, but far from what I'm seeking (Chorus - 4x)