1. A rapper from Louisia… Read Full Bio ↴There are at least 4 artists with the name Baby
1. A rapper from Louisiana, United States
2. A southern rock band from Texas, United States
3. A rock band led by Nick Dillon
4. the side project of Shudder to Think singer Craig Werden
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1. Bryan "Baby" Williams. (born February 15, 1969) better known by his stage name Birdman, is an American record executive and rapper from New Orleans, Louisiana.
In 1991, Williams and his older brother Ronald "Slim" Williams founded the hip-hop label Cash Money Records. Earlier in his career, he used his first moniker B-32 (Baby With The 32 Golds) and released his only independent album I Need a Bag of Dope in 1993. Years later, under the moniker "Baby", Williams recorded a number of albums with producer Mannie Fresh as the Big Tymers and performed as one of his own label's solo acts. Williams' most recent record, 5 * Stunna, was released on December 11, 2007.
2. Baby was a southern rock band from Texas. The band was signed to Lone Starr Records in the mid 1970s. They got the attention of the executives at Mercury Records based on their regional album sales in Texas. The album was remixed and re-released in mid 1975 on Mercury. Baby had a legion of fans in the Midwest and South in 1975-76 and headlined venues like the famed Surf Ballroom in Clear Lake, Iowa while generating regional radio airplay on the band’s first single, “(It’s Another) Saturday Night”.
The band made just two albums; the self-titled album, 'Baby' and the follow-up album called 'Where Did All The Money Go?'' released on Chelsea Records in 1976. The second album’s title, summed up the feelings for the band that seemed poised for success similar to what other southern rock artists like Lynyrd Skynyrd and the Marshall Tucker Band were having in the mid-70s, but the success never came for them.
After low sales of Where Did All The Money Go? and a lawsuit with John Waite and The Babys over the rights of the name “Baby(s)”, the band quit.
Guitarist, songwriter and vocalist Johnny Lee Schell went on to play on the Grammy winning album Nick Of Time from Bonnie Raitt in 1989. He has played with some of the world’s biggest names and continues to produce, write and contribute to many blues-based artists as well as his own solo projects. Recently, Schell’s guitar work was with Barbara Blue and her latest blues album, Memphis 3rd And Beale.
Band Members
Johnny Lee Schell: Lead Guitar, Acoustic Guitar, Organ, Harmonica & Vocals
John Mark Camp: Rhythm Guitars, Acoustic Guitars & Vocals
Stephen G. Crane: Bass Guitar and Vocals
Woodie Putman: Drums and Percussion
Albums
1975: Baby (Lone Starr Records, Mercury Records)
1976: Where Did All The Money Go? (Chelsea Records)"
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3. Baby, A band rock brought up on emotive lyrics and melancholy rock riffs gave breath to a soothing throb. Baby bringing literary element to songwriting and shoulder dropping breaks between guitar and drum birthing hopes to remind us all what its like to feel again. There seems to be no end to Baby, though i see nothing child like anywhere. Nick Dillion being the singer/songwritter and main guitarist there is without a doubt a full life of auralsex to come.
4. Craig Wedren is the former lead singer of Shudder to Think and now the lead for the newer pop-mash project, "BABY". This not to be confused with the other Baby.
On the Rocks
Baby Lyrics
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I keep my rims, On the rocks
I keep my jims', On the rocks
I keep my drink, On the rocks
That's how I'm living, "My Life, My Life, My Life"
I keep my briefs, On the rocks
I keep my platinum teef's, They on the rocks
I keep my bank, on the rocks
[Baby] + (Jazze Pha)
You see that silver satin ma' , that's beautiful daddy
I put them 22 rocks on that brand new Caddy
ya know AMG wit' chromed kit pipes
(Lord Lord Lord that's a beautiful site)
Hey its a milli-milli nigga, milli-milli-milli nigga
Million blocks, million in rocks nigga, million cars
The Ro-Roc-Rock Boy, rock your ice and rock your toy
It's the Birdman daddy, no time na' pause
If ya kno it's gon' rain let it rock ya fall
Don't non come from top, But birds and ball
I'm grateful for the man that gave it all
But I rock my world and I thank the man
''cause I came in this bitch wit' my dick in my hand
Got that Caddy on broaders, block milla-walla
Nine-millimeter make the baddest nigga ball up
[Chorus]
[Stone]
My grill ma' straightened 'em all
Gucci, Gabanna, fuck the cost
Fendi, Prada, I burn it all
They been down we gotta ball
You Back it up, I'm loving that
I'm smacking up ya shorty back
Gambs' is up, better stack, I bought the truck
I covered that, Ghetto rich still lock them thangs
Money still in mansions man
CMB, 10 a ki' , wodie ain't nothing changed
But I still got my ghetto stripes
Red, blue and yellow ice
That's all I rock, fuck the cops
They want me in that jail fa' life
[Baby]
Hey, I'm Stuntin' tanight
Whoo! It's going down tanight
Hmm Hmm, I'm popping come Crist'
I'm looking fa some hoes ta put on my list
Fits Tailored in the 'Vette with that platinum ass
That Gucci rag with the Bird in the bag
It's the Prada man, you probably see me in brand new Jag
Gucci tailored, ma' don't tell me that
[Chorus]
['Lac]
Nigga, I went from big 'Bok shoes in Rolls ta 23 inches
This Cadillac so ya know I'm pimpin'
Fo' insuran' I don't play that, I'm filled wit' begets
Riding through Eastover look that is where I stay at
I drive a Bentley and park a Bentley
Buyin' rims by the feet 'cause they short on inches
Look I'm on the block nigga, off the top nigga
Go and cop nickels, something on the rocks nigga
[Baby]
Look I spend my cash, Hood Rich (nigga don't ask)
Croc-a-dile interior, the platinum glass
22 inch buttons on that G-Wag
Got the mink on the floor, swine seats lil' daddy
I'm the boss of the ghetto in the '98 Caddy
It's big pimpin' baby, I'm Weezy Wee Daddy
Got the green pinky ring, the rock 30 carats
I keep it all hood, nigga check my status
[Chorus]
In "On The Rocks," Baby aka The #1 Stunna and his fellow rappers boast about their luxurious lifestyle. The chorus repeatedly emphasizes their habit of keeping various items "on the rocks," meaning they prefer them served on ice. Baby starts off his verse by pointing out his new silver Cadillac that he's decked out with 22 shiny rims. He also brags about his million-dollar net worth and collection of mansions, cars, and jewelry. Stone's verse expresses his love for expensive designer brands and how he's determined to live the good life despite any challenges. 'Lac joins in to talk about his preference for larger rims on his cars and his love for bling.
Interestingly, they all acknowledge their "hood" origins and make it clear that their current status as wealthy entertainers hasn't changed that. They still wear jewelry that represents their neighborhood's colors and are proud of their roots. The song's chorus, which is repeated several times, is catchy and emphasizes the lavish lifestyle that these rappers live. "On The Rocks" represents the genre of rap music that glorifies wealth and material possessions as a way of establishing status and credibility.
Line by Line Meaning
I keep my rims, On the rocks
I maintain my car's flashy wheels in perfect condition
I keep my jims', On the rocks
I take care of my expensive jewelry and keep it shining
I keep my drink, On the rocks
I drink my alcoholic beverage with ice cubes in it
That's how I'm living, "My Life, My Life, My Life"
This is my lifestyle and I'm proud of it
I keep my briefs, On the rocks
I wear my briefs in a stylish manner
I keep my platinum teef's, They on the rocks
I keep my platinum teeth shining
I keep my bank, on the rocks
I keep my financials in a secure and stable condition
That's how I'm living, +My Life, My Life, My Life+
I'm living my life the way I want to
You see that silver satin ma' , that's beautiful daddy
I showcase my beautiful silver car to others
I put them 22 rocks on that brand new Caddy
I installed 22-inch wheels on my new Cadillac car
ya know AMG wit' chromed kit pipes
My car has AMG with chromed exhaust pipes
(Lord Lord Lord that's a beautiful site)
I'm amazed by the beauty of my car
Hey its a milli-milli nigga, milli-milli-milli nigga
I'm a millionaire, several times over
Million blocks, million in rocks nigga, million cars
I have millions of dollars spent on real estate, diamonds, and cars
The Ro-Roc-Rock Boy, rock your ice and rock your toy
I'm the one who flaunts and shows off with my jewelry, cars, and wealth
It's the Birdman daddy, no time na' pause
I'm Baby aka The #1 Stunna aka Birdman, and I don't take a break
If ya kno it's gon' rain let it rock ya fall
If you know something bad is going to happen, prepare for it
Don't non come from top, But birds and ball
I don't come second best and only care about winning
I'm grateful for the man that gave it all
I'm thankful for the people who helped me achieve success
But I rock my world and I thank the man
Ultimately, I'm the one who makes things happen and I'm proud of it
''cause I came in this bitch wit' my dick in my hand
I came into this world alone and made everything happen myself
Got that Caddy on broaders, block milla-walla
My Cadillac car has large, expensive wheels
Nine-millimeter make the baddest nigga ball up
I intimidate even the toughest guys with my gun
My grill ma' straightened 'em all
My dental jewelry is perfectly aligned
Gucci, Gabanna, fuck the cost
I wear expensive, designer clothing without worrying about the cost
Fendi, Prada, I burn it all
I have so much money that I don't care about burning expensive clothing
They been down we gotta ball
Since we started at the bottom, we must now enjoy our success
You Back it up, I'm loving that
When you dance provocatively, I enjoy watching it
I'm smacking up ya shorty back
I'm having sex with your girlfriend
Gambs' is up, better stack, I bought the truck
I'm taking risks and investing money, and have a fancy car to show for it
I covered that, Ghetto rich still lock them thangs
I'm financially secure enough to cover any expenses, but still have ties to the ghetto
Money still in mansions man
I have so much money that I can afford to have multiple mansions
CMB, 10 a ki' , wodie ain't nothing changed
Cash Money Brothers (my music label) always charge $10,000 per kilogram of drugs, and that never changes
But I still got my ghetto stripes
I still have connections and understand the streets
Red, blue and yellow ice
My jewelry has diamonds in the colors of red, blue, and yellow
That's all I rock, fuck the cops
I only wear this type of jewelry, and don't care about police harassment
They want me in that jail fa' life
The police want to catch me doing something illegal and put me in jail for life
Hey, I'm Stuntin' tanight
I'm showing off in a big way tonight
Whoo! It's going down tanight
Tonight is the night for everything to happen
Hmm Hmm, I'm popping come Crist'
I'm drinking expensive Cristal champagne
I'm looking fa some hoes ta put on my list
I'm looking for women to have sex with
Fits Tailored in the 'Vette with that platinum ass
My clothing is custom-made for me, and I have a platinum butt on my Corvette
That Gucci rag with the Bird in the bag
I'm wearing a Gucci bandana with my nickname Birdman on it
It's the Prada man, you probably see me in brand new Jag
I'm known for wearing designer Prada clothing, and also driving a expensive Jaguar car that's always brand new
Gucci tailored, ma' don't tell me that
My Gucci clothing fits me perfectly, don't even question it
Nigga, I went from big 'Bok shoes in Rolls ta 23 inches
I upgraded from wearing Reebok shoes in my Rolls Royce to now having 23-inch wheels on my car
This Cadillac so ya know I'm pimpin'
My Cadillac is a representation of my pimping lifestyle
Fo' insuran' I don't play that, I'm filled wit' begets
I have so much jewelry that I can't be insured for its full value
Riding through Eastover look that is where I stay at
I'm driving through my neighborhood Eastover, where I live
I drive a Bentley and park a Bentley
I have so much wealth that I can afford to both drive and park a Bentley car
Buyin' rims by the feet 'cause they short on inches
I'm so rich that I buy car rims in feet, not inches
Look I'm on the block nigga, off the top nigga
I'm always on the streets, and always ready to go
Go and cop nickels, something on the rocks nigga
I'm buying drugs and drinking alcohol on the rocks
Look I spend my cash, Hood Rich (nigga don't ask)
I spend my money on expensive things, and don't even question it
Croc-a-dile interior, the platinum glass
My car interior is made of expensive crocodile skin, and even the glass is platinum
22 inch buttons on that G-Wag
My G-Wagon car has custom 22-inch wheels
Got the mink on the floor, swine seats lil' daddy
I have a mink fur coat on the floor of my car, and the seats are made of expensive swine skin
I'm the boss of the ghetto in the '98 Caddy
I'm the leader of the ghetto, driving around in my 1998 Cadillac car
It's big pimpin' baby, I'm Weezy Wee Daddy
I'm a big-time pimp, and my nickname is Weezy Wee Daddy
Got the green pinky ring, the rock 30 carats
I'm wearing an expensive green ring on my pinky finger, with a 30-carat diamond
I keep it all hood, nigga check my status
I keep it real and represent the ghetto, check how much money and status I have
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: PHALON ALEXANDER, BRYAN WILLIAMS, KEDRICK MOORE, A. NELSON, D BOYS
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