מילים לשיר Oh My My – South Park Mexican

(SPM)
"Yo I cant here myself on tha mic. Uh maybe I can." (SPM) Now take a trip off the tripper let me trip you out,
cuz im a trip,im a nut,im a fool no doubt.
Ya'll boys really tripin on the money i make ,
but im trippin wet tryin to kill some niggaz I hate.
Seperate all these fake niggaz 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 looken 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 click ill put a hole in your panza
I give two Fucks, Three shits, and one damn
Scram you bitch you aint worth my fan
I dont cut for the jealous
Guess where your gal is
All only weenie like mustard and relish. (chorus:Baby Beesh)
Oh my my, oh hell yeah
Lets all get to puttin' some in tha air
Fix me a drink and sing me a song but do it quick baby cuz I cant stay long
Oh my my, oh hell yeah
Let's all get to puttin' some in the air
Man I'm so blowed
Man I'm so throwed
Somebody grab the wheel I can't see the road (Second Verse: 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 armadilla
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 necka
Sangre de Azteca
S P M on choppers like men
Y'all run and hide while I count to ten
I'm a wait till 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) (Third Verse: Baby Beesh) Its 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 nutta
Gone off the butta
from Vallejo, California Houston to Calcutta
Gone wacko off tobacco mixed with the dough dough
You squares aint ready for the modern day cholo
Used to be a player but now I'm an official
Doin big things 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 parking
Damn Baby Bash your so damn retarded (Chorus).