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I bought some oxycontin, on my Palm Pixie
Lots of cops is riding, walking in this dumb city
Half a wormy apple, I think Iâm Neil Rosen
She ainât like the flick, but I was still chosen
Still open after first time I touched her
Told her I loved her, didnât love her after I crushed her
Mustâve been nothing there, but good looks
Plus I was fronting, I didnât care, woof woof
Men are dogs, ma, thatâs her dogma
Bad karma, little baby Siddhartha
Gautama, puff like glaucoma
Lean like Tacoma, cream like aroma
See me at your scene, what that mean like MoMA
Frida Kahlo poster, heater by the holster
Team like so what, me like hold up
Guru Dutt in my gut, I think I drank a whole cup
Big Baby
Iâm your baby mother, Iâm your baby father, Iâm your babyâs father
Iâm in Hades with 80 of the latest choppers
I got the latest offer to treat the ladies proper
Pussy ainât a big deal, Iâm a baby doctor
Cliff Huxtable, blow spliff comfortable
Whole dick punctual, on time and punchable
Only smart rapper never spit a bunch of bull
I was one of those stillborn babies
My parents couldnât afford me, but I was still born
So abrasive with it, so invasive with it
I know you on my jock, but why you try and taste and sniff it?
Big fucking baby
You know who it is
Gandhi