Who Am I? Lyrics

Who Am I? lyrics

[big ed]  (da diiiiiiiick)

 

 I'm having a big problem, or should i say difficulty?

 With my body's faculty

 My wood ain't acting right, as soon as i got this girl to act right

 Seduced her to give up the ass on the first night

 Her name is cynthia, hell of a body that will send for ya

 Backstage, d.c, had my niggas go send for her

 She spotted me and she said

 "i was just wondering why they call you big ed?"

 Now that's the million dollar question hon'

 Let just say in the sack i'm known to make a run

 Forget about it, cause i'll hit you with that pressure

 Can't wait to undress ya, with your fine ass lookin' like vanessa

 5'11", light skin, green eyes and convacios

 Defintely lickable in delicate places

 Not tonight though, strickly just to dick down

 Got to the telly, honey laid down, pulled the pannies way down

 Ain't got time to waste now, she's tuggin' at my waist now

 Dropped my pants, dropped my drawers, and whipped it out

 Inserted into her mouth, she wrapped her head around the ear

 She let me watch my dick disappear, reappear

 I rubbed the cat, finger fucked it, she grabbed my hand and sucked it

 And in the other hand nothing but dick

 I got my jim-hand but when i tried to put it on

 My hard-on was gone

 I told my dick "attention salute"

 But he didn't, insuborate motherucker

 What happened to the rocka rocka motherfucker?

 Then he spoked, spoked me i almost choked

 On my spit, this is ricdoulous

 I'm looking at my piece like whose dick is this?

 (who am i? i'm the nigga that made you

 I'm the reason why all the honies laid you

 I got 'em doing all that freaky shit they do

 Reprations overdue)

 Nigga hold up, reprations? (yeah i said it)

 Now what you mean you got me pussy? (oh i didn't get it?)

 (only thing you did was brag about me

 Telling 'em how i'm hangin' like nights of the boogie

 All in the your raps, all in your convo

 You building curosity straight from the get-go

 You know, and i know, that she wants to know

 And she ain't gonna go, until she knows how long i grow)

 Nigga i got it from the game i spit

 I enticed the mind way before she saw the dick

 What you mean you made me? i'm the that bust the raps

 Bust the gats (yeah but i got the nuts to go do that

 Hoes i run through that)

 Fool when i walk in the spot they be like who that?

 (nigga they be lookin' at the bulge in your pants

 The size of your feet and hands, peepin' out your stance

 Musclar, six pack, don't mean shit

 They leave your stupid ass if you go impatent

 Nigga you ain't shit without me, can't do shit without me

 Cause every women loves a big fat stiffy

 That she can sit on, direct and cream on

 And if i don't rise up, best believe she's gone

 Alot of women want their cats licked

 But it takes a backseat to some bomb dick

 Even money won't do the trick, she'll get tired of the shit

 She'll start sneaking around hunting for some dick

 The want from you to lift shit, fix shit

 You wouldn't be around if you weren't attached to dick

 I'm in control, i'm the brain's extension

 No matter you postition, just look at bill clinton

 Dykes hate you but buy me off the shelf)

 Man nigga fuck you (nawl that's bad for your health

 And while we on the topic, this bad hoe you wanna stab

 Can't fuck with her dogg, she got crabs

 And they'll get in my afro, oh hell no

 Let's just bust from flacio, cause she'll go)

 *door slams*