BUSHWICK BILL

BUSHWICK BILL - Don't Come To Big lyrics

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Heh heh, a ho ho ho

Oh my goodness gracious, yo Bido, check it out G

He he, yooo

[Bushwick Bill]

I met this freaky thing, Juanita Madlock

She had a gat, big juicy fat cock

She thought that she was too much for me to deal with

Told her kick off her shoes, unpeel bitch

You can't deal with this dick from Bushwick

You said that, talk was cheap and her pussy was deep

It's not the size of the shit but the motion of the open

So there's nothin to be provin, bitch, get to movin

And rub my nuts, cause it's soothin

And don't be too rough, cause I'ma kick you in your stuff

She was goin strong, I had it goin on

With ease, I eased, her panties to her knees

Protectin myself, with the rubber-tussin

But the son of a bitch kept bustin

I was bumrushin, dick hard as trig

Man them lambskins don't come too big

[Chorus]

They don't come too big

I know, I know, they don't come too big - HA!

They don't come too big

I know, I know, they don't come too big - YES

[Bushwick Bill]

People hear my jams cause they slammin

And ask who in the fuck do I think I am?

It's Bushwick, to you Mr. B

Talk that he got his shit, now I'm put ya out your misery

Yeah that's right, step the fuck back

And don't be callin me no motherfuckin Bushwack

It's Bushwick, you dick-suckin tricks

I oughta kick your ass cause your brain don't click

Witcha wanna be cool-ass, fool-ass

Act like you never enrolled within a school class

Huffin and puffin, wanna fight, makin angry sounds

A nigga weighin two-hundred ninety-seven pounds

But I laughed, that's a small task

Told him run on up, nuttin said, nuttin asked

Cause I, never renegged on pullin the trig'

You ho motherfuckers don't come too big

[Chorus]

[Bushwick Bill]

Back to Juanita, the peter eater

This bitch swallowed my sperm by the 2-liter

She said that my dick tasted much sweeter yeah

Baby who knows her pose, bend over touch your toes

And close your mouth fore a minute

Before I end up stickin my dick in it

And you can't handle that, it's too massive

Girl I fuck around and block your wind passage

Bang bang, I was doin my thang

And the way I swang that bitch couldn't hang

I, made the bitch do, yoga

I, rocked the boat, tipped the boat over

Fired up a cig, grabbed the gin, took a swig

Stuck my dick in, and I dug, can you dig?

I was runnin through that ass like an 18-wheeler rig

I let them hoes know they don't come too big, check it

[Chorus x2: w/ ad libs]

[ad libs to fade]

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