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Geto Boys

"Size Ain't sh*t"

[Intro]
Yo Bushwick
What do you do when motherf*ckers underestimate your size man?

[Bushwick Bill]
First of all I laugh! (Then what?)
Smack their ass like a God damn car crash
So if you wanna try your luck
C'MON~! Play pus*y, get f*ckED!
as*h*le speak, you get beat
You're a bad motherf*cker if you dare to compete
Cause Diana Ross'll be comin out your ass fool
... and have you singin the blues
Tall lil' figure by the pound, let's go a round
I'mma take ya, shake ya, and break you down
And if you kick, I'mma pick up a stick
And beat your ass to the size of your di*k
And that's small! And you think you're mackin
While you lackin, Bushwick is packin
I'll show your girl how a real man feels
Large things come in very small packages
And while you're gettin on your knees to f*ck
A n*gga like me's still standin up
Any b*tch, will tell ya
As long as he has a big di*k, size ain't sh*t!

[Interlude]
Yo Bushwick Bill man, show these ho-ass motherf*ckers out here in the game man
That you're too short to take a motherf*ckin short
And DJ Ready Red got your motherf*ckin back

[Bushwick Bill]
Liftin weights'll make you bigger
But lift me you'll be a dead ass n*gga
You wanna squabble cause you think you're tougher?
{*gunfire*} Squabble that motherf*cker!
Those are called bullets, they got 'em in every state
To keep n*ggas like you in place
And since I'm a trigger happy n*gga
Look for your place to be in a
Cemetery, you God damn sucker
Lyin next to another bad motherf*cker
Reputation ain't sh*t cause see
What you done did in the past don't excite me
V-I-C-T-O-R-Y
You can't have it, na na-na na na
Any motherf*cker wanna get with Bushwick
Bring it on cause your size ain't sh*t!

{*scratched: "cause I'm too short to take shorts"*}
{*scratched: "Bushwick Bill"*}

[Bushwick Bill]
I've been a stupid-ass motherf*cker ever since...
I've been a stupid-ass motherf*cker ever since...
I've been a stupid-ass motherf*cker ever since...
The penitentiary became my residence
It wasn't nothin for me to disfigure
You lil' nickel and dime ass n*ggas
Shank a motherf*cker in a minute!
And I knew my Mexican homeboys was with it
I didn't give a f*ck about a pardon
The sh*t I was startin or the God damn warden
Take a motherf*cker like you
And without remorse this is what I'll do
Punk you out and make you be my b*tch
And let a nig get sh*t on his di*k for one cigarette
Ain't harder than my di*k and you're talkin sh*t
Carry on motherf*cker
Before the state convict me of assault
Or somethin hyper; and I end up right back at Rikers
Like a sniper I'm scopin you out
You won't even know when I'm takin your ass out
I'm equipped and vicious, toleratin no misses
Rougher than your lips when it comes to b*tchin
b*tch, yeah I'm talkin to you
Some of you n*ggas are b*tches too!
You gotta be crazy as hell to try to buck up
Or one bold motherf*cker cause your size ain't sh*t!

{*scratched: "Yo Bushwick Bill"*}
{*scratched: "Come with it man, no future in frontin"*}

[Bushwick Bill]
Some stupid motherf*cker said he had an advantange
f*ck my size! You wanna do damage?
Contestant number one, c'mon down!
You're the next motherf*cker I'mma clown
So don't get excited like your bid is fair
Cause you ain't winnin sh*t but a root canal
When I throw a motherf*ckin right cross
And bust you dead in your God damn mouth!
Now where's the hype comin from?
Don't make me use this God damn gun
Cause I'll give your ass hell and charge you rent
f*ck you up like a God damn accident!
Innocent is how I look
Cause a n*gga this size ain't supposed to cook
You took me for a sucker that day
So b*tch you find out the hard way
SIZE AIN'T sh*t!

{*scratched: "Bushwick Bill" to end*}

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