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Baby Hip Hop Baby Hip Hop Love

etre un bebe On est des bebes bien trop styles 100 pour 100 Hip Hop Bouge ta tete ce sont les baby Hop On est la Bouge ta tete, leve les bras Les baby Hip Hop

for me to love you You makin it so damn hard for me to love you You makin it so damn hard for me to love you [Diddy] She the queen of hip-hop

can make it anywhere We still here!! And we buildin four more new towers!!! FUCKERS! [Murphy Lee] Who say St. Louis ain't hip-hop? Dirty we hop to what's hip

push the button on me Out for the twist, ya nautically nasty G Basically makin' me anti-social individual, too hype Recognize the type? Then a music called hip-hop

a real turn-on You bright, you brainy amazons Authors, scientists, and architechts Sultry babes with intellect Don't worry baby Everything will turn out God only knows what I'd be Without smart girls Hip hop

dirrty It's about time for my arrival Ah, heat is up Ladies, fellas drop your cups Bodies packed front to back Move your ass, I like that Tight hip

and they not identical (Wondering if you're the same and who's been with you) They just studied your flows and they watched your interviews I swear to hip-hop

{Yo fellas Yo, yo, wassup? Yo man, won't we do something for the jeeps, you know? Yeah, like what though? Like some harmony over the hip hop tracks? Oh

, stay focused [Jones] PC blowticious, Lamborghini, its audicious, From Harlem to Hollywood I'm still hood, 500 horses stuffed in my Ferarri hood,(SPEEDING!!) Fuck niggas talk bout MCs on my hills, Hip hop