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Lyrics
Stop callin' yourself big bone coz cha know your fat
Stop spittin on mics coz the mic's screamin "EJECT"
This sick-bitch, pays-chics to be in gay-flicks
So he could ejaculate-quick on some gay-shit
Yo' im also big-boned in a way,
Coz when i gots a boner, chics be screamin' "HIP-HIP-HOO-RAY"
Fuck around son, I'll twist your hip-kid,TO-DAY!
Step off and stop spittin, coz ya spit-shit-so-gay
I bet if I gave ya 6 months to write ya shit
No matter how many lines you write, your shit's still weak
You cannot compete wit me coz my shit's well-built
I dont care if u hurt me, coz my wounds heals-quick
I place you between Divine and fixxer, I can't tell difference
Coz yall wack, wacker to the wackest, that's the sequence
We all know your gay, so stop saying "None of your business"
Fuck around, lose your head, dawg, Im fuckin serious
