SPM feat Baby Bash \r
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Oh My My\r
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Uhh.yo! I cant hear myself on the mic!\r
Uhhh..yeah maybe I can! Ugh!\r
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[First Verse: SPM]\r
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Now take a trip off the trip let me trip you out\r
Cause Im a trip, Im a nut, Im a fool no doubt\r
Yall boys really trippin on the money I make\r
But Im trippin wet tryin to kill some ? I hate\r
Separate all these fake niggas all in my face\r
You a disgrace, you should wish well for your own race\r
Tie your laces and hide your two faces\r
Guess I been lookin for love in all the wrong places\r
Follow in a trail to the land of hell\r
Everybody knows I belong in jail\r
For my Raza, anyone else no tienen chanza\r
Fuck with my click ill put a hole in your panza\r
I give two fucks, three shits, and one damn\r
Scram you bitch you aint with my fam\r
I dont cut for the jealous\r
Guess where your gal is\r
All on my weenie like mustard and relish\r
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[Chorus: Baby Beesh]\r
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Oh my my, oh hell yeah\r
Lets all get to puttin some in tha air\r
Fix me a drink and sing me a song\r
But do it quick baby cause I cant stay long\r
Oh my my, oh hell yeah\r
Lets all get to puttin some in the air\r
Man Im so blowed\r
Man Im so throwed\r
Somebody grab the wheel I cant see the road\r
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[Second Verse: SPM]\r
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Mama Mia\r
I wanna put somethin in Aaliyah\r
Sippin Sangria and smokin on Maria\r
I drill a nine milli through your liver arm trilla\r
Lone star state home of the armadilla\r
Blow killa with Priscilla and ganja with Blanca\r
Catch me at the club in my Nike chanclas\r
Vida chueca, my girlfriends name is La Muñeca\r
Dios around my necka\r
Sangre de Azteca\r
S P M on choppers like men\r
Yall run and hide while I count to ten\r
Im a wait till fall then Ill cut my grass\r
Stop and make my girlfriend pump the gas\r
I got enough birds to have a snowball fight\r
My dream is to keep the world up all night\r
I done sold you a dub sack\r
Used to chase a hub cap\r
Now Im in this game tryin to see where my love at\r
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[Chorus]\r
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[Third Verse: Baby Beesh]\r
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Its the return of that nut, Baby Beeshie\r
Love my chicken greasy\r
Shittin on them haters that love to taste the feces\r
Im a fool Im a nutta\r
Gone off the butta\r
Im from Vallejo, California Houston to Calcutta\r
Gone wacko off tobacco mixed with the dough dough\r
You squares aint ready for the modern day cholo\r
Used to be a player but now Im an official\r
Doin big things like Shine and Pen & Pixel\r
The only nigga with a Benz still on welfare\r
No insurance, no license, and no health care\r
Computer illiterate\r
Smoke dank like a cigarette\r
A straight fuckin idiot\r
You think that I give a shit\r
I need a hearing aid for some handicap parking\r
Damn Baby Bash your so damn retarded\r
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[Chorus
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Oh My My\r
\r
Uhh.yo! I cant hear myself on the mic!\r
Uhhh..yeah maybe I can! Ugh!\r
\r
[First Verse: SPM]\r
\r
Now take a trip off the trip let me trip you out\r
Cause Im a trip, Im a nut, Im a fool no doubt\r
Yall boys really trippin on the money I make\r
But Im trippin wet tryin to kill some ? I hate\r
Separate all these fake niggas all in my face\r
You a disgrace, you should wish well for your own race\r
Tie your laces and hide your two faces\r
Guess I been lookin for love in all the wrong places\r
Follow in a trail to the land of hell\r
Everybody knows I belong in jail\r
For my Raza, anyone else no tienen chanza\r
Fuck with my click ill put a hole in your panza\r
I give two fucks, three shits, and one damn\r
Scram you bitch you aint with my fam\r
I dont cut for the jealous\r
Guess where your gal is\r
All on my weenie like mustard and relish\r
\r
[Chorus: Baby Beesh]\r
\r
Oh my my, oh hell yeah\r
Lets all get to puttin some in tha air\r
Fix me a drink and sing me a song\r
But do it quick baby cause I cant stay long\r
Oh my my, oh hell yeah\r
Lets all get to puttin some in the air\r
Man Im so blowed\r
Man Im so throwed\r
Somebody grab the wheel I cant see the road\r
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[Second Verse: SPM]\r
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Mama Mia\r
I wanna put somethin in Aaliyah\r
Sippin Sangria and smokin on Maria\r
I drill a nine milli through your liver arm trilla\r
Lone star state home of the armadilla\r
Blow killa with Priscilla and ganja with Blanca\r
Catch me at the club in my Nike chanclas\r
Vida chueca, my girlfriends name is La Muñeca\r
Dios around my necka\r
Sangre de Azteca\r
S P M on choppers like men\r
Yall run and hide while I count to ten\r
Im a wait till fall then Ill cut my grass\r
Stop and make my girlfriend pump the gas\r
I got enough birds to have a snowball fight\r
My dream is to keep the world up all night\r
I done sold you a dub sack\r
Used to chase a hub cap\r
Now Im in this game tryin to see where my love at\r
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[Chorus]\r
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[Third Verse: Baby Beesh]\r
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Its the return of that nut, Baby Beeshie\r
Love my chicken greasy\r
Shittin on them haters that love to taste the feces\r
Im a fool Im a nutta\r
Gone off the butta\r
Im from Vallejo, California Houston to Calcutta\r
Gone wacko off tobacco mixed with the dough dough\r
You squares aint ready for the modern day cholo\r
Used to be a player but now Im an official\r
Doin big things like Shine and Pen & Pixel\r
The only nigga with a Benz still on welfare\r
No insurance, no license, and no health care\r
Computer illiterate\r
Smoke dank like a cigarette\r
A straight fuckin idiot\r
You think that I give a shit\r
I need a hearing aid for some handicap parking\r
Damn Baby Bash your so damn retarded\r
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[Chorus
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