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Big Wreck Oh My

lipstick I wreck shit on the next shit Spit it in ya ear, bit like a Q-Tip Big silly bitch, wickedy witch, lickety split In a sitch, no dick but talk big

ta get my props Cops, come and try to snatch my crops These pigs wanna blow my house down Head underground to the next town They get mad when they come to raid my

to wreck 'nuff shop So do like Michael Jackson and "Remember the Time" Put on your dancin' shoes or somethin' 'cause ya sho' can't rhyme Big up, big

Priest] Look, my cash nope, baby cryin' Had enough, I grabbed my iron Call up the crew, is what you do Be at my spot, around two Oh yeah, bring some

Just like Dr. Ruth my mind is strictly on the sex And style or position is my selection But I won't play without my contraception Like Ramsey's or Trojan's oh

Cause my style's figaro, figaro, figaro, figaro like Pinocchio's Big Digital underground, underground humpty-dumpty, camel hump nose So play dosey doe, sufferin' succotash my mistletoe is gone Snow White is after my seven dwarfs My

choose to pack a mack, I choose to pack my Shaq twenty twos I wonder how you'd act if you was in my shoes this is how I take the old from the new all my

, crush the hash, the Beretta's in the stash Niggas say, "Oh my Lord" Niggas say, "Oh my Lord" Niggas say, "Oh my Lord" Niggas say, "Oh my Lord" What

they call Honduras Nothing fake about my life except my car insurance Bullet proof vest, my jefa sense stress Nothing positive about me, except my piss