Mr. Big D**k - Schoolly D

Schoolly, I got to tell you, you’s the best actor I ever done seen

You got to totally sign you!

Yeah man, we here tonight, we gonna talk about something

Get straight to the point, some of us were talkin about it

Straight to the tip

Mr. Big Dick, who do you think you are?

Mr. Big Dick, who do you think you are?

Mr. Big Dick, who do you think you are?

Mr. Big Dick, who do you think you are?

Hey Schoolly, tell me about your dick, talk about your dick

Come on tell me about it.

I want to hear about your dick

Um, lookin at my dick it’s about that long

For me to really answer it I’ma need another song

Say some brothers who don’t realize

That Mr. Big Dick is always on the rise

To look at mine you need four eyes

Why?

Because of the size

Me and Mr. Big Dick go everywhere together

In the cold the hot any weather

On the ave I always will hold it

When it get big sometimes I will fold it

All you girls with the big booties

It is my duty to fuck you cutie

Don’t be shy and don’t be slick

Cos that’s the big question

Mr. Big Dick, who do you think you are?

Mr. Big Dick, who do you think you are?

Mr. Big Dick, who do you think you are?

Mr. Big Dick, who do you think you are?

I was sittin in my Lincoln thinkin and stinkin

See a young lady and my eyes start blinkin

I say hey lady, you need a ride

Before I finish, she jumped inside

Lights in and I bust a nut

As I look at them thighs and the big fat butt

I looked a little closer and checked out her face

I said damn Schoolly man what a disgrace

I got this fat bitch in my ride

I see code money and I wanted to hide

He laughed so hard he wanted to die

I said you suckin dick, she jumped inside

Took the girl for a ride out in the park

Way, way, way, way, back in the dark

I said now listen baby, act real flirty

Get in the back and get your knees dirty

Don’t act shy and act real slick

Cos that’s the big question

Mr. Big Dick, who do you think you are?

Mr. Big Dick, who do you think you are?

Mr. Big Dick, who do you think you are?

Mr. Big Dick, who do you think you are?

People say I’m vulgar they just don’t get it

They’d rather have me stand on stage then try to rig it

I’d rather meet a honey, pull out all my money

Get back and say something funny

Like don’t act shy, don’t act slick

Cos that’s the big question

Mr. Big Dick, who do you think you are?

Mr. Big Dick, who do you think you are?

Mr. Big Dick, who do you think you are?

Mr. Big Dick, who do you think you are?