Baby Bash - What Did He Said (Remix) lyrics

* Remix to the interlude "See You At The Pulga" from Baby Bash's "The Ultimate Cartel" album [Chingo Bling] What did he said {*Chingo Bling crows "Remix"*} What did he said What did he said What did he said What did you said (You don't got no diamonds, STUPID) What did he said What did I said [Verse 1: Chingo Bling] Y'all some little putitos Bite my style like mosquitos Got more cheese than Cheetos More paper than Office Depot Chingo Bling, culero Tamale Kingpin, culero I know you see me En el groupo Los Traileros Swang and bang Grippin' grain Chingo Bling I'm off the chain Got a rooster on my side Lil' Cleto, that's his name Little diamonds on my chain Bigger diamonds on my ring Other one is on my chankla, ridin' Awesome, don't stop us Chingo Bling Fade Dogg Baby Bash, you don't know We just barely met ya hoe Took her back to Mexico (Subate!) Diamonds, platinum, how we shine You don't wanna see us pull out our .45's Diamonds on my wrist that'll make you go blind Cover your eyes, you don't wanna go blind Chorus: [Chingo Bling] You see me at the pulga, you don't see me at the mall I started to run fast, but the mira made me fall Sopita de rice Sopita de pollo Tengo dientes de ice You got dientes de follo [Baby Bash] Now you can see me at the grocery or see me at the mall Don't see me in the county jail or juvenile hall Do see me a little bit here Do see me a little bit there Everytime you see a player, yeah, I got that in the air [Verse 2: Fade Dogg] You can see me ride in the F-650 Fat sacs and a Glock now with me All up in the T.V You could see me Homeboy, I'm live on 3D I know you see me Backstage at the box, and I'm blowin' on fire Home of the trucks 20 inch rims tires Look, I'm a private jet flyer I could make you say, "Look, that's him" Fresh, dressed with a tilted grim Throwback hat with a tilted rim Sippin' on lean, so I'm tilted then Oh yeah, that's me Like a pimp Everyday, all day, eat steak and shrimp Hittin' your girl til my thang so limp Plenty of game, so I ain't so symp I'm high, Tub Tony Livin' like Ginuwine So these hoes come ride my Pony But I ain't no phony Can't sign on the line Cause you hoes can't own me Man, just show me Put it all on the table Fool, let's count this money From the land of the milk and honey Just ask Bash, we livin' lovely Repeat Chorus Pre-Verse: Baby Bash Well, now I ride with rancheros And roll with cold pistoleros And hang with Ghetto Vaqueros Because I'm all about pesos Repeat Pre-Verse (Verse 3) [Baby Bash] And all I wanna do is keep ya fly I don't really wanna hurt no boi Just grab me and put a piece of the pie [Chingo Bling] Baby Bash, you never lie [Baby Bash] With alligator persuaders We beatin' down, lay bootleggers And keeping it so major, player That them (???) best beware Cause I don't know what you heard Hit me on my Nextel at church So I can give you the word Where they get tamales and birds Gotta watch them Federalis, cause they lurk Don't hang out with them weirdo jerks Hit the valley, go pick up work On Sunday, go to my abuela's church Hook: Baby Bash Baby Beeshy, what the feezy Who said purple pimpin' ain't easy Baby Beeshy, what the feezy Who said purple pimpin' ain't easy Chingo, Fade, got it made Slanging elote, lemonade Chingo, Fade, got it made Slanging elote, lemonade [Baby Bash] Ah Lemonade Ah Lemonade {*Baby Bash ad-libs til fade*}