Artist: Shawn Wigs Album: The 45 King Song: I Get Around Typed by: Cno Evil [Shawn Wigs] Uh-huh, I get around, ask 2Pac, I get down For the grit, got your girl grinding and shit While I'm pulling up the back of my pants, ya'll plain Unlike me, I keep the gucci checks on the Nikes In a raisin bread six, champagne burgundy Pressure, I force MC's just like Mercury A natural born, I ain't making New York ugly Or dirty, I'm fresh like a Jordan jersey The rap wizard, bang on the door, they like damn, son Who is it? It's Wigs from the W.B. What you want? To put a fucking crush on the industry I'm satisfying, ask your wiz, she call me Snickers In my whip, your shit, got a rear full of bumper stickers "Honk if you're horny" or "ride til you die" You a cornflake nigga, I'mma ride right by With the hydro burning, grandma yae Twenty inch rims on the C.L.K. I'm a bad mutha flower-flower, to the third power Went legit, took my money in the shower I washed it, put it on the grill and I flipped it First day, my album hit stores, ya'll go ballistic