I Wanna Know Her Name Lyrics - Baby Beesh

Chorus (Russell Lee): 

She dance the salsa 

She dance the cumbias 

She dance merangue 

I wanna know her name 

(2x) 

First Verse (Baby Beesh): 

Now every time I see her, I wanna meet her 

Go up and greet her, treat her like my Mamacita 

Go home and freak her 

Half boriqua, half mexicana 

Shakin' her knocker like an epanada 

I think I wanna be your baby father 

?Como te llamas? Me llamo Baby Beesh 

Seen you at the club, shakin' that 

I love the way you dance, Salsa, Merangue, and cumbias 

With a touch of hip-hop and bounce man, and ooh la la 

Didn't even know she got a man, she gone keep him in check 

She wanna jet with a vet, and it's just like that 

'cause we go hard from the jump, she far from a punk 

At the bar gettin' drunk, turnin' cigars into blunts 

My bonita, the one I kill sippin' margarita 

I wanna see her, come a little closer Mama mira 

Ven aqui? How cool would it be? 

If you and me had some ecstasy, sippin' on some hennessey? 

Chorus 

Second Verse (SPM): 

It seems like every club I go to 

I see you dancin' off the hook, I wanna know you 

Body lookin' like you raised up on soul food 

You kinda young and I'm a nigga from the old school 

I hope you diggin' my style though 

I drink and smoke hydro 

I'm not that nigga in the gym doin' tae-bo 

I hate the five oh, I swam across the bayou 

A mojado, I only shop at the rocado 

A soldado, I hit the Hen straight from the bottle 

But I can teach you how to sing or even be a model 

Follow my lead, down this yellow brick road 

I'ma buy you a benz, and dip your rims in gold 

A house with a heated pool so you can swim in the cold 

Trust funds in your bank for when your kids get old 

Sippin' remy in the bentley, kissin' you gently 

Fillin' up the gas tank whenever it's empty, Man! 

Chorus 

Third Verse (Low-G): 

Who is the girl in that tight red dress? 

Shakin' that ass to the right and left? 

The chick's boriqua, or maybe mexicana 

I see Mami, con gana, con gana 

(Yo Low-G, what about them knockers?) 

Oh, that's my girlfriend Esmeralda 

I remember sneakin' in her ventana 

Plus don't say nothin' 'cause it's right next to her hermana 

Que pena, I had to leave Eselena 

Or run the porno I rented to Elena 

Chino desmito e prima o se fina 

If you can't take the heat, get your ass out the cocina 

Mi esposa es latina, mi sancha la china 

Y lolita la deje' solita 

Letters in the mail for my girl named Raquel 

A cheap hotel and after that Taco Bell 

Oh well 

I'm on to Orlando 

Go to chica bailando el mambo 

Manalo, manalo, manalo, manalo 

Chorus (.5x)