We Ready (feat. Ray J) - Baby Bash

I feel the master, Phat boy and D-Lo We ready (What, what) We ready (c'mon, c'mon) We ready (Rasheeda she ready) For y'all (Archie, you ready, we ready) We ready (c'mon, c'mon) We ready (we ready) We ready (Archie, Rasheeda, they're ready) For y'all (We ready, we ready) Ain't no question 'bout who the best Macy gon' lay the track and Archie come to do the rest Step in the way, multiple shots are goin' through ya chest You must have called Pastor Troy cause boy you is blessed And I'ma take him out the game y'all It ain't no thang y'all You wanna buck, I'll rip you up like a chainsaw The game's raw, boy please believe it Keep your bible with you cause you gon' be needin' Jesus Fiendin' for chart-toppin' hits And Archie ain't gon' stop droppin' shit I'ma make a million dollars then stand on the top of it Rockin' it, till the day I die in this game Archie with the Phat Boy addin' the fire to the fame We ready (What, what) We ready (What, what) We ready (We ready, we ready) For y'all (Come on, we ready, come on) We ready (We ready for) We ready (We ready for) We ready (We ready for) For y'all (We ready, we ready) Who came to crank this bitch up like a new Lac (Lac) It be that diva Rasheeda, so holla back (back) We crackin' on these niggas switch Hatin' on them snitches (snitches) And in the mean time playa I be stackin' riches, (riches) I switch positions Now its Phat boy and D-LO And we ain't ready for you nigga's commin' through the door I told ya'll once before boy ain't no I in teams (teams) Now ATL will know Rasheeda, now what chu mean (now what you chu mean) I got my enemy in sight and my target locked Man fuck these busters, Kurt pull it and let 'em drop (And let 'em drop) I'm off da meter pull the heater from out my purse (purse) And break these niggas off somthin' pullin' up their skirts (skirts) I leave the game hurt WHAT! We ready (What, what) We ready (What, what) We ready (We ready, we ready) For y'all (Come on, we ready, come on) We ready (We ready for) We ready (We ready for) We ready (We ready for) For y'all (We ready, we ready) You ain't ready for us, cause you ain't ready for me Courtney B chop and knock a nigga down to his knees Stay as crunk as can be Who keeps it crunker than we Nobody that's why we comin throwin' bows and them knees See our foes and they freeze They be some suckas at heart We ready for what you bringin' so we bust ya apart You bustas ain't hard, stack 'em up and knockin' em down Another cop in the ground, boy, who stoppin' me now Choppin' 'em down, see how quick you drop to the ground Playin to be raw with ya ball likes to knock you around I done twisted up the game, there's a knot in it now And if you didn't see it comin, Phat Boy lockin' it down We ready (What, what) We ready (What, what) We ready (We ready, we ready) For y'all (Come on, we ready, come on) We ready (We ready for) We ready (We ready for) We ready (We ready for) For y'all (We ready, we ready)

3rd Wish Baby Bash Te quiero mucho, ha Son las cinco de la manana Y no he dormido nada Just thinkin' 'bout your beauty Got me crazy in the head El insomnio es mi castigo Tu amor sera'mi alivio Until you're in my arms, girl I can have no peace in bed It's five o'clock in the mornin' I can't get no sleep When I think about your beauty it makes me weak I lay restless at home, without you there Until you are mine, I'll find no relief (ooh) Amor, si es amor Your love's got me feelin' Obsessed in my soul Si es amor Not an illusion That makes me do things That my heart can't control I know you're not my lady But I'm full of hopes and maybes Till into your love can't save me Solo puedo hablar de ti Saw you with your amigo Girl he don't look so rigo No sabe complacerte, como lo haria yo It's five o'clock in the mornin' I can't get no sleep When I think about your beauty it makes me weak I lay restless at home, without you there Until you are mine, I'll find no relief Amor (si es amor) Si es amor (si es amor) Your love's got me feelin' (your love's got me) Obsessed in my soul Si es amor Not an illusion That makes me do things That my heart can't control When it feel so right n I don't care what people say After I'll grab the lotion grab the blanket take a trip to Monorae We can, do it on the beach, cause you know, how we goin' do We goin, act a fool, even when we run it cool Put on your favorite dress Let's impress the town a lotta Got the gucci bag oops my mistake You stunt that Prada – yada Yada Im saying Yada I mean Yada I holla And I'm so proud to say one day I'll be your baby's father You fine Es amor, es amor (te quiero mucho) Es an obsesión (es an obsesión) Es amor, es amor (3rd wish) Es an obsesión Amor, si es amor Your love's got me feelin' (your love's got me) Obsessed in my soul Si es amor Not an illusion That makes me do things That my heart can't control Amor, si es amor Your love's got me feelin' (your love's got me feelin') Obsessed in my soul Si es amor not an illusion (3rd wish) That makes me do things (baby bash) That my heart can't control Amor