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O C Special

[O.C.] Yo... aiyyo relax your mind and let your conscience be free And get down with the sounds of this nigga O.C. Walkin the streets, chicks hawkin me

[O.C.] Yo... aiyyo relax your mind and let your conscience be free And get down with the sounds of this nigga O.C. Walkin the streets, chicks hawkin

Life's like a mayonnaise soda And life's like space without room And life's like bacon and icecream That's what life's like without you Life's like forever

you make me lose my buttons oh yeah you make me spit I don't like my clothes anymore we're spending time and money yeah you're colder than yourself

cut so much you thought I was a DJ Two, one, yep, three S N, double O, P D O, double G I can't fake it, just break it and when I take it See I specialize

soul news see we got the bomb track and the D-floor's the fuse The C-A-T E-M-P-I-R-E-S G-O-T A Party H-A-P-P-E-N-I-N-G and it's a G-O-Double N-A be seeing

Slammin'" niggaz like Onyx Lunatics 'til the day I die, I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics Hmm, I'm goin' down down baby, yo street in a Range Rover (C

cut so much you thought I was a DJ Two, one, yep, three S N, double O, P D O, double G I can't fake it, just break it and when I take it See I specialize

it go Shimmy, shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now Who say pretty boys can't be wild niggaz? Loud niggaz, O