South Park Mexican - Oh My My lyrics

[South Park Mexican] Uh Yo I can't hear myself on the mic Uhh Yeah, maybe I can Uh (Verse 1) Now take a trip, off the trip and let me trip you out Cause I'm a trip, I'm a nut, I'm a fool, no doubt Y'all boys really trippin' on the money I make But I'm drippin' wet, tryin to k** some [{*putos*}] I hate Separate, all these fake n***as, 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 Lookin' 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 f** with my clique, I'll put a hole in your panza I give two f**s, three sh**s and one damn Scram, you b**h, you ain't with my fam I don't cut for the jealous Guess where your gal is All on my weenie like mustard and relish Chorus: Baby Bash Oh my, my Oh, hell yeah Let's all get to puttin', somethin' In the air Fix me a drink and sing, me a song But do it quick, baby, cause I can't stay long Oh my, my Oh, hell yeah Let's all get to puttin', somethin' In the air Man, I'm so blowed, man, I'm so throwed Somebody grab the wheel, I can't See the road (Verse 2) 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 armadillo Blow k**a with Priscilla, and ganja with Blanca Catch me at the club in my Nike chanclas Vida chueca, my girlfriend's name is La Muneca Dios around my necka, sangre de Azteca SPM on Choppers like men Y'all run and hide, while I count to ten I'm a wait til Fall, then I'll cut my gra** 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 Repeat Chorus [Verse 3: Baby Bash] It's the return Of that nut, Baby Beeshie, love my chicken greasy sh**tin' on them haters that love to taste the feces I'm a fool, I'm a nutter Gone, off the bu*ter I'm from Vallejo, California, Houston to Calcutta Gone wacko off tobacco, mixed, with the dodo You squares ain't ready for the modern day cholo Used to be a player, but now I'm an official Doin' big thangs like Shine and Pen & Pixel The only n***a with a Benz, still on Welfare No insurance, no license, and no Health care Computer illiterate, smoke dank like a cigarette A straight f**in' idiot You think that I give a sh** I need a hearing aid for some handicap parkin' "Damn, Baby Bash, you're so Damn retarded" Repeat Chorus {*crowd chatter in the background*}