Big Baby Gandhi Woof Woof lyrics

I bought some oxycontin, on my Palm Pixie
Lots of cops is riding, walking in this dumb city
Half a wormy apple, I think I'm Neil Rosen
She ain't like the flick, but I was still chosen
Still open after first time I touched her
Told her I loved her, didn't love her after I crushed her
Must've been nothing there, but good looks
Plus I was fronting, I didn't care, woof woof
Men are dogs, ma, that's her dogma
Bad karma, little baby Siddhartha
Gautama, puff like glaucoma
Lean like Tacoma, cream like aroma
See me at your scene, what that mean like MoMA
Frida Kahlo poster, heater by the holster
Team like so what, me like hold up
Guru Dutt in my gut, I think I drank a whole cup
Big Baby
I'm your baby mother, I'm your baby father, I'm your baby's father

I'm in Hades with 80 of the latest choppers
I got the latest offer to treat the ladies proper
Pussy ain't a big deal, I'm a baby doctor
Cliff Huxtable, blow spliff comfortable
Whole dick punctual, on time and punchable
Only smart rapper never spit a bunch of bull

I was one of those stillborn babies
My parents couldn't afford me, but I was still born
So abrasive with it, so invasive with it
I know you on my jock, but why you try and taste and sniff it?
Big fucking baby
You know who it is
Gandhi