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Big Drill Car - Who Am I? lyrics
[Big Ed] (Da Diiiiiiiick)
 I'm having a big problem, or should I say difficulty?
 With my body's faculty
 My wood ain't acting right, as soon as I got this girl to act right 
 Seduced her to give up the ass on the first night
 Her name is Cynthia, hell of a body that will send for ya
 Backstage, D.C, had my niggas go send for her
 She spotted me and she said 
 "I was just wondering why they call you Big Ed?"
 Now that's the million dollar question hon'
 Let just say in the sack I'm known to make a run
 Forget about it, cause I'll hit you with that pressure
 Can't wait to undress ya, with your fine ass lookin' like Vanessa
 5'11", light skin, green eyes and convacios
 Defintely lickable in delicate places
 Not tonight though, strickly just to dick down 
 Got to the telly, honey laid down, pulled the pannies way down
 Ain't got time to waste now, she's tuggin' at my waist now
 Dropped my pants, dropped my drawers, and whipped it out
 Inserted into her mouth, she wrapped her head around the ear
 She let me watch my dick disappear, reappear
 I rubbed the cat, finger fucked it, she grabbed my hand and sucked it
 And in the other hand nothing but dick
 I got my jim-hand but when I tried to put it on 
 My hard-on was gone 
 I told my dick "Attention salute"
 But he didn't, insuborate motherucker
 What happened to the rocka rocka motherfucker?
 Then he spoked, spoked me I almost choked
 On my spit, this is ricdoulous
 I'm looking at my piece like whose dick is this?
 (Who Am I? I'm the nigga that made you
 I'm the reason why all the honies laid you
 I got 'em doing all that freaky shit they do
 Reprations overdue)
 Nigga hold up, reprations? (Yeah I said it)Big Drill Car - Who Am I? - http://motolyrics.com/big-drill-car/who-am-i-lyrics.html
 Now what you mean you got me pussy? (Oh I didn't get it?)
 (Only thing you did was brag about me
 Telling 'em how I'm hangin' like Nights of the Boogie
 All in the your raps, all in your convo
 You building curosity straight from the get-go
 You know, and I know, that she wants to know
 And she ain't gonna go, until she knows how long I grow)
 Nigga I got it from the game I spit 
 I enticed the mind way before she saw the dick
 What you mean you made me? I'm the that bust the raps
 Bust the gats (Yeah but I got the nuts to go do that
 Hoes I run through that) 
 Fool when I walk in the spot they be like who that?
 (Nigga they be lookin' at the bulge in your pants
 The size of your feet and hands, peepin' out your stance
 Musclar, six pack, don't mean shit
 They leave your stupid ass if you go impatent
 Nigga you ain't shit without me, can't do shit without me
 Cause every women loves a big fat stiffy
 That she can sit on, direct and cream on
 And if I don't rise up, best believe she's gone
 Alot of women want their cats licked
 But it takes a backseat to some bomb dick
 Even money won't do the trick, she'll get tired of the shit
 She'll start sneaking around hunting for some dick
 The want from you to lift shit, fix shit 
 You wouldn't be around if you weren't attached to dick
 I'm in control, I'm the brain's extension
 No matter you postition, just look at Bill Clinton
 Dykes hate you but buy me off the shelf)
 Man nigga fuck you (Nawl that's bad for your health
 And while we on the topic, this bad hoe you wanna stab
 Can't fuck with her dogg, she got crabs
 And they'll get in my afro, oh hell no
 Let's just bust from flacio, cause she'll go)
 *door slams*









