bitch you ain't with my fam I don't cut for the jealous Guess where your gal is All on my weenie like mustard and relish Chorus: baby beesh Oh my my, oh
bitch you aint with my fam I don't cut for the jealous Guess where your gal is All on my weenie like mustard and relish [Chorus: Baby Beesh] Oh my my, oh
Boy, Won't you pick me up at the park right now Up the block while everyone Sleep, Sleep, Sleep I'll be waitin there Wit my trench, my lugz, My hat
you pick me up At the park right now, up the block While everyone sleeps (sleeps, sleeps) I'll be waiting there With my trench, my locs, my hat Just
' Slim Fast Prison life turn my cell block into a gym class Pull-ups off my top bunk, bench press my mattress Curlin' pillow cases full of books and a
the do', pour a pint fuck a fo' No longer sitting low, changed my 4's to twenty three's FUBU on my chest, platinum Roley under my sleeve Riding V fucking
it Shoes finest on my rims cause I swing on 4's Swang on 4's with me, oooooh-oh-oh-oh-oh Shoes finest on my rims cause I swing on 4's [Z-Ro] Oooooooh
they promise to unsnap their jeans And you know that tilt-a-whirl down on the south beach drag I got on it last night and my shirt got caught And that
the tri-borough bridge In my fat land with my two nines and my mans I'ma second from the spot I cross the street from the parking lot My trigger finger
you But I never had the chance to say What I feel in my heart from the beginning til my dying day I was fifteen, sixteen maybe In the park I was waving my
them South Parks Muffle it, cuz homie that hood's tighter then Kenny's So ladies if your belly button's not an innie then I'm outie Now hop in my minivan
me and act like some big sissies "Oh, he just did some shit with Missy, so now he thinks he's too big to do some shit with MC Get-Bizzy" My fuckin bitch
Suck my motherfuckin dick!) Drugs are just bad, drugs are just bad (South Park is gonna sue me!) So don't do drugs (Suck my motherfuckin penis!) so there
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow We keep it ghetto, you should know Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo' Handle
to standing out Los angeles, cabanas or atlanta south Watchin home shows Embarrassed to pull my camera out And my mother embarased To put my phantom out So I park
