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Ain't yellin' cut when it's shootin' time
Sign up, it's recruitin' time
Big wigs with a suit and tie
And them big things got two inside
Fuck wrong
As endless as the stars above
I've got a big love

When two hearts make a stand together
On the solid rock of trust
They could be a million miles from
1st pt. Too Short, 2nd pt. by female]
I love gettin my head blown
I love gettin my nuts rubbed
I love gettin my dick licked
I love gettin my nuts
Niggaz that ride for P.T. (For my hustlas)
The D. the S. the G.B. (For my hustlas)

[Verse 1]
I started out at the bottom of the barrel homey (Yeah)
Had
Endless as the stars above
I got a big love

When two hearts make a stand together
On the solid rock of trust
They could be a million miles from each
a dick too, make me come fast
I like them modelin' bitches, I love them swallowin' bitches
Where them hoes, there they at, I'm 'bout to follow them
the dirty south [2x]

[Redd]
Down south ladies throw brawls right in your way
Man I love to rock ice just to brighten your day

[H.A.W.K.]
Down south all you
won't, so get back 
Big gats spray and get no work when he on the porch smokin crack 
Why girls want to be Satan to the niggas incarcerated, I got one
for the job
Take it to the Wild Wild West
{*beat kicks in*}
BOODOODOO..
[Intro Pt. II: Crisis (RZA) {Ms. Roxy}]
Yeah.. (Come on son)
The one
1st pt. Too Short, 2nd pt. by female]
I love gettin my head blown
I love gettin my nuts rubbed
I love gettin my dick licked
I love gettin my nuts
won't, so get back 
Big gats spray and get no work when he on the porch smokin crack 
Why girls want to be Satan to the niggas incarcerated, I got one
through

It was all in the name of love all in the name of love
You can't change the stars above all in the name of love
John took a bottle one drink
a dick too, make me come fast
I like them modelin' bitches, I love them swallowin' bitches
Where them hoes, there they at, I'm 'bout to follow them
of the city at the clock-die
When the street lights ignite

'cause by then I'm getting gamblin' out of the greed
It seems easy as the 1 to the 1, to the 3 times
that big dog life
You love to live just like a young'n Weezy by here
And I love to see you do so
I love my Coupe blow on them deuce-o's
I love a cute
'posed to be
Them niggas from the South
So one to the two, the three, the fo'
Satisfied? I'm satisfied, so I'ma get 'cha some mo'

(And I love you)
You
the shooting stars)
And I'm forever your lady
(Yeah, I love you)
Layin' in the bed bumpin' Jodeci
(Oh, You did the Impossible)

(I'd almost given up)
love you, I love you, I love you

Freeze the time, let the world go by
If you're mine say, you love me, you love me, you love me
Boy take my hand
Sometimes it's mad 
Things get bad 
And I'm sad 
Wherever you are 
There is light 
By my side 
I feel alright 

Because our love is big 
Bigger than
'posed to be
Them niggas from the South
So one to the two, the three, the fo'
Satisfied? I'm satisfied, so I'ma get 'cha some mo'

(And I love you)
You
Yellow Benz
Yellow PT Cruiser, yellow 'Lac on rims
Drop yellow 'Vette and a platinum Rolls Royce
That's seven different cars, everyday I got a choice
a dick too, make me come fast
I like them modelin' bitches, I love them swallowin' bitches
Where them hoes, there they at, I'm 'bout to follow them
Sometimes it's mad 
Things get bad 
And I'm sad 
Wherever you are 
There is light 
By my side 
I feel alright 

Because our love is big 
Bigger than
'd do is oompah.
Pah pah pah pah pah
I would take a big breath,
And I would march in a band, 
But one thing is sure:
I would love ya, 
Yeah, yeah,
Drawn by the ghost of Woody Guthrie
Who would use your big thick hand
Just to draw one two for me
And I think of your letters as love letters
Which is