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Artist/Band: South Park Mexican
Lyrics for Song: Oh My My
Lyrics for Album: Time Is Money [2000]



(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]


Album Lyrics: Time Is Money [2000]


South Park Mexican
"Time Is Money [2000]"


1. Anything Goes
2. Boys On Da Cut
3. Burn Us Alive
4. Country Life
5. Don't Let Them Foolya
6. He's a Bird, He's a Plane
7. Medicine
8. My Feria
9. Oh My My
10. Ooh Wee
11. Somethin' I Would Do
12. Throw Away Gats
13. Time Is Money
14. Twice Last Night
15. You Know My Name (Remix)