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about it pops)
Is so peculiar, the desert has only got sand
(And that’s grand)

The oceans only got water
(And you can’t drink it all up)
You never know
about it pops)
Is so peculiar, the desert has only got sand
(And that’s grand)

The oceans only got water
(And you can’t drink it all up)
You never know
you through the day
Oaktown style is the only way
I came up, and now I've sworn
To rock this mic til I can't no more
And that's game, straight pop
Oh, life(Tell 'em about it pops) is so peculiar, 
the desert has only got sand, (And that's grand).

The oceans only got water,
(And you can't drink
about it pops) is so peculiar
The desert has only got sand, (And that's grand)

The oceans only got water,(And you can't drink it all up)
You never
about it pops) is so peculiar
The desert has only got sand, (And that's grand)

The oceans only got water,(And you can't drink it all up)
You never
Oh, life(Tell 'em about it pops) is so peculiar, 
the desert has only got sand, (And that's grand).

The oceans only got water,
(And you can't drink
about it pops) is so peculiar
The desert has only got sand, (And that's grand)

The oceans only got water,(And you can't drink it all up)
You never
something I can't hide
No kissing for me the girls all go running by

[Chorus]

It's a little bitty teeny weeny thing they call the
Love bump
something I can't hide
No kissing for me the girls all go running by

[Chorus]

It's a little bitty teeny weeny thing they call the
Love bump
one's betta  pull more Playboy bitches than Hugh Heffner 

I phase you wit my nasal style I'm able 

To rock two turntables for oh say like sweet
started out, gettin' hard by the ounce
No more cash in stashes, it's cards in accounts
The way I make 'em nod to the bounce
Somebody call Silvia and tell
sittin' by the jack as
Now, she blowin' on a flute sweatin' on my mack as
Don't get it twisted trick we ain't no slackas

Ain't got time to play
got somethin
An that I squat somethin nice, pop somethin nice
Up in the air so elegant
You can tell I pimp but that's irrelavent
An I can tell by
gettin hard by the ounce
No more cash in stashes, it's cards in accounts

The way I make 'em nod to the bounce
Somebody call Silvia and tell her ship
something I can't hide
No kissing for me the girls all go running by

[Chorus]

It's a little bitty teeny weeny thing they call the
Love bump
something I can't hide
No kissing for me the girls all go running by

[Chorus]

It's a little bitty teeny weeny thing they call the
Love bump
it,

No, the audiences loved it. They liked it because they could dance to it.
But the record company hated it. They said "You can't record that
get dropped
Put 'em in the mud, pop and I can't stop now
Nigga that I thug wit' kill
Pop to tha chest how does it feel
And nigga we peel caps
Pap,
my pocket I can't hide it
Fuck yeah bitch I got them, they can't hide them
40 on me it's a rocket you can't stop it
Run up on me, I'ma pop it,
a motel, you can't come out 

After the show, with panties on, you hurry run out 

You petrified hallucinatin thinkin hardcore 

You got the style now,
scene like toast
Playin' host to your regiment
Who rally to boast, but now boast no more
They got floored by the sight of my ledger print
I came
Papi chulo can't you see? mi amor
Baby I need you conmigo
Your style is my steelo te necesito aqui
Te necesito yo a ti, te amo
Baby come to me
Baby
wider than a 430 Buggy
no tellin' what the fuck I'll do for this money
stay posted up close with killers and cut throats
the thoroughest bitches who in
look for guns, I paid some crackheads for yo' glocks
Your style berback(?), lion tiger asscrack
No need to worry low prices call me Crazy Eddie
I put