Oh My My

[South Park Mexican]

Uh... Yo..

I can't hear myself on the mic?

Uhh... Yeah, maybe I can... Uh..

[Verse 1: SPM]

Now take a trip, with the tripper

And let me trip you out

Cause I'm a trip, I'm a nut, I'm a fool, no doubt

Y'all boys really trippin' on the money I make

But I'm drippin' wet, tryin to kill some [{*putos*}] I hate

Separate, all these fake niggas all in my face

You a disgrace, you should wish well for your own race

Tie your laces and hide your two faces, guess I been

Lookin' for love, in all the wrong places

Follow in a trail to the land of hell

Everybody knows I belong in jail

For my Raza, anyone else, no tienen chanza

Fuck with my clique, I'll put a hole in your panza

I give two fucks, three shits and one damn

Scram, you 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 Bash]

Oh my, my

Oh, hell yeah

Let's all get to puttin', somethin'

In the air

Fix me a drink and sing, me a song

But do it quick, baby, cause I can't stay long

Oh my, my

Oh, hell yeah

Let's all get to puttin', somethin'

In the air

Man, I'm so blowed, man, I'm so throwed

Somebody grab the wheel, I can't

See the road

[Verse 2: SPM]

Mama mia

I wanna put somethin' in Aaliyah

Sippin' Sangria and smokin' on Maria

I drill a nine milli through your liver arm trilla

Lone star state, home of the armadillo

Blow killa with Priscilla, and ganja with Blanca

Catch me at the club in my Nike chanclas

Vida chueca, my girlfriend's name is La Muñeca

Dios around my neck, a sangre de Azteca

SPM on Choppers like men

Y'all run and hide, while I count to ten

I'mma wait til Fall, then I'll cut my grass

Stop and make my girlfriend pump the gas

I got enough birds to have a snowball fight

My dream is to keep the world up all night

I done sold you a dub sack, used to chase a hub cap

Now I'm in this game tryin' to see where my love at

[Chorus: Baby Bash]

Oh my, my

Oh, hell yeah

Let's all get to puttin', somethin'

In the air

Fix me a drink and sing, me a song

But do it quick, baby, cause I can't stay long

Oh my, my

Oh, hell yeah

Let's all get to puttin', somethin'

In the air

Man, I'm so blowed, man, I'm so throwed

Somebody grab the wheel, I can't

See the road

[Verse 3: Baby Bash]

It's the return

Of that nut, Baby Beeshie, love my chicken greasy

Shittin' on them haters that love to taste the feces

I'm a fool, I'm a nutter

Gone, off the butter

I'm from Vallejo, California, Houston to Calcutta

Gone wacko off tobacco, mixed, with the dodo

You squares ain't ready for the modern day cholo

Used to be a player, but now

I'm an official

Doin' big thangs like Shine and Pen & Pixel

The only nigga with a Benz, still on Welfare

No insurance, no license, and no

Health care

Computer illiterate, smoke dank like a cigarette

A straight fuckin' idiot

You think that I give a shit

I need a hearing aid for some handicap parkin'

"Damn, Baby Bash, you're so

Damn retarded"

[Chorus: Baby Bash]

Oh my, my

Oh, hell yeah

Let's all get to puttin', somethin'

In the air

Fix me a drink and sing, me a song

But do it quick, baby, cause I can't stay long

Oh my, my

Oh, hell yeah

Let's all get to puttin', somethin'

In the air

Man, I'm so blowed, man, I'm so throwed

Somebody grab the wheel, I can't

See the road