| Heh heh, a ho ho ho Oh my goodness gracious, yo Bido, check it out G He he, yooo
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| I met this freaky thing, Juanita Madlock
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| She had a gat, big juicy fat cock
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| She thought that she was too much for me to deal with
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| Told her kick off her shoes, unpeel bitch
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| You can’t deal with this dick from Bushwick
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| You said that, talk was cheap and her pussy was deep
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| It’s not the size of the shit but the motion of the open
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| So there’s nothin to be provin, bitch, get to movin
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| And rub my nuts, cause it’s soothin
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| And don’t be too rough, cause I’ma kick you in your stuff
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| She was goin strong, I had it goin on With ease, I eased, her panties to her knees
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| Protectin myself, with the rubber-tussin
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| But the son of a bitch kept bustin
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| I was bumrushin, dick hard as trig
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| Man them lambskins don’t come too big
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| They don’t come too big
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| I know, I know, they don’t come too big — HA!
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| They don’t come too big
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| I know, I know, they don’t come too big — YES
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| People hear my jams cause they slammin
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| And ask who in the fuck do I think I am?
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| It’s Bushwick, to you Mr. B Talk that he got his shit, now I’m put ya out your misery
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| Yeah that’s right, step the fuck back
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| And don’t be callin me no motherfuckin Bushwack
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| It’s Bushwick, you dick-suckin tricks
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| I oughta kick your ass cause your brain don’t click
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| Witcha wanna be cool-ass, fool-ass
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| Act like you never enrolled within a school class
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| Huffin and puffin, wanna fight, makin angry sounds
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| A nigga weighin two-hundred ninety-seven pounds
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| But I laughed, that’s a small task
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| Told him run on up, nuttin said, nuttin asked
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| Cause I, never renegged on pullin the trig'
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| You ho motherfuckers don’t come too big
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| Back to Juanita, the peter eater
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| This bitch swallowed my sperm by the 2-liter
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| She said that my dick tasted much sweeter yeah
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| Baby who knows her pose, bend over touch your toes
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| And close your mouth fore a minute
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| Before I end up stickin my dick in it And you can’t handle that, it’s too massive
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| Girl I fuck around and block your wind passage
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| Bang bang, I was doin my thang
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| And the way I swang that bitch couldn’t hang
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| I, made the bitch do, yoga
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| I, rocked the boat, tipped the boat over
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| Fired up a cig, grabbed the gin, took a swig
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| Stuck my dick in, and I dug, can you dig?
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| I was runnin through that ass like an 18-wheeler rig
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| I let them hoes know they don’t come too big, check it
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| — 2X w/ ad libs |