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Lyrics:

My name is Eg Whytz and I rock the nation
I got a bad case of constipation
When I bust loose everybody better run
Sittin’ on the toilet shootin’ turds like a gun

Threw my grandma down a flight of stairs
Smelled so bad it burned my nose hairs
My grandma she’s a big lady
Last week she weighed in over two-eighty
But she raised me well and she raised me good
I’m the baddest white rapper in the neighborhood

Eg Whytz and I'm a superhero
Everybody else is less than zero
Fly so high above the trees
Layin it down in the seven seas

CHORUS:
Eg Whytz and you know he’s good
Hes the baddest white rapper in the neighborhood
Eg Whytz and he keeps it real
All the girlies in the house wanna cop a feel

Just a good old boy what else can I say
I take a girlie home and we broke in the hay
Yo like the potato chip they are frito lay
Cause I rhyme so smooth like oil of olay

Golly gee whiz that’s how I broke into the biz
Gettinn crazy on the stage busting out the rhymes
You’re the post, and I'm the new York times

No one can compare to the sounds I make
Don’t step up cause you'll meet your fate
Backstreet boys and n’sync
they got nothing on me cause they all stink
Ninety eight degrees and britney spears
Eg Whytz is the man everybody fears

Chorus

Kickin on tour backstage at the show
Eg Whytz bringin home the big booty ho
To some I may have been, to others I portray
They type of man they want to be like every day

Kentucky fried chicken is where its at
The food is bitchin and girlies are fat
Big and round that’s what I like
If your lookin all skinny than take a hike

I met a girlie there and she took me home
She want Eg Whytz to make her moan
Her mom busts in and say “Who's your friend”
She said Eg Whytz and he's my man
I said hold on little mama you pretty young thing
We may be in the sack but this is just a fling
This a-situation that happens all the time
But let me tell you baby I ain't yo valentine
Not to be confused with greg the hammer
I'm not romeo and I got bad manners
I'll grill your ass on the foreman cooker
Or ill give you the splash like jimmy superfly snukka

CHORUS

When you listen to my rap you know what I'm about
Suckers roll the dice but they always crap out
Good lookin honeys is who I be under
That’s how I got the name “ the boy wonder”

End chorus
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