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*girl

WHAT'S WRONG,
DON'T YOU ME?
YOU FOR ME. KNEEL TO ME.
sniffing*
SMOKE ME. BREATHE ME. ...
HA HA HA HA HA HA, I'M NEW GOD.

(Sir Mix-a-Lot)
She's 16, she looks lost
Bought crack the dopeman, and got tossed
on the streets, smoked out
Perfect for me to bust out
You can sniff me, or you can me
But the girl shoulda known, you can't me
She's only 98 pounds and
She to her God for help, and that's me
COCAINE, go n' use me, heh heh
Momma won't know a junkie
Just put me in pipe, light and SUCK
inhale* Cluck cluck cluck!
And while you're high, a 12 gauge
Jump back on the streets, in a rage
The only way out is the route
Put the gauge at your dome and IT OUT
Now I'm on the 6 o'clock
All my movies get the reviews
60 had a special on me
The god called is killin your society
is where I get picked
I can with a 90-10 split
I work through the week, my pleasure is
And I'm new God
You can me Cocaine

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Heh heh heh
Go ahead n' me

(Sir Mix-a-Lot)
Brothers up a set to protect me
I'm worth a lot so so respect me
damage on the boulevard, just like that
*gunfire* 'em over crack
dealers would kill for me
Cause if ya sell me, I help ya lovely
You want a Porsche? Move a few
Just that your God is me
The task force bum rushed one of my
A big score, 23
Now ya see another sink
And one cop on the brink
The cop's thinkin bout
And alimony checks to his wife for the and
Kids, so the profit is
And he to make his bankroll grow
23 ki's just in the back seat
I can the best man weak
So the cop hits the streets to a little pain
Now the cop has a God
You can call me

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Smoke
it
it

(Sir Mix-a-Lot)
The only way I can be stopped is intelligence
And you don't get it, so that's
So you die, or go to jail
And I'm happy as
I to get a young kid but he just said no
Because of some sports
So I entered the hero's house in the form of a
And let him one time
Now dead, cause my dose was pure
Got him too quick for the
So the read, "Dope Made Another Hit"
Dead on the first sniff
Now the kid is lookin for hero
I let him know the fool was a zero
He the streets, lookin for a remedy
introduce him to me
I don't need junky, just a flunky
Besides, the punk was spunky
So I put him in a fresh o' Dickies
Give him a beeper, and let him the city
Put him in a gang, teach him to
Another young punk in the game
He'll be lucky if he til' 18
And I'm his new God
You can call me

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Go n' use me
me
Hm hm hm hm hm hm