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follow the tides
Down my song lines far and wide
The world to me should still be free and wild
Yes, I follow the tides
Give me more, big blue rides
by few
We pay big money to the ones that do
The christian militia, they give us big knowledge
But the pentagon messed up and wouldn't acknowledge
Little handsome piggy wigs
For the big, bad the very big, very bad wolf
They did not give three figs

Number one was very gay
And he built his house with
pigs
Little handsome piggy wigs
For the big, bad the very big, very bad wolf
They did not give three figs

Number one was very gay
And he built his
pigs
Little handsome piggy wigs
For the big, bad the very big, very bad wolf
They did not give three figs

Number one was very gay
And he built his
pigs
Little handsome piggy wigs
For the big, bad the very big, very bad wolf
They did not give three figs

Number one was very gay
And he built his
buff a, healthy and she buff, a me say
Suzie deh ya she love the rough stuff, the rough stuff
Yes me give her the hard and tough, the hard and tough
on the prosecutor, smacked a juror
Me and my girl'll run like Luke and Laura
We sit back on Malayan islands
Sippin' mix drinks out of boat coconut bowls, we whylin'
topless
Dead on the prosecutor, smacked a juror
Me and my girl'll run like Luke and Laura
We sit back on Malayan islands
Sippin' mix drinks out of boat
A malla ralla, makin MC's holler
My rope's so big, your girl's callin me a baller
Bad is played, so I choose to use mean
Diabolical mind, the remorse is
Big Star
I don't want to be another big star 
Picking at your cars 
Stealing at your clothes 
Finding out what you don't know 
You don't know
another chance and another way
Give me another time and another day
Give me a part in another play
Silken the hand that has touched me and helped me till
like Gladis Knight and its five oh ones
Walking right up to the dj man
And give another emcee's rap
'Cause they knew about him and his gangsta rap
all gone flat
Blown away to nothing by the prairie wind
Crying give me a sign, give me a sign


However rough the road, however dark the skies
like Gladis Knight and its five oh ones
Walking right up to the DJ man
And give another emcee's rap
'Cause they knew about him and his gangsta rap
all gone flat
Blown away to nothing by the prairie wind
Crying give me a sign, give me a sign
 
However rough the road, however dark the skies
Your
all gone flat
Blown away to nothing by the prairie wind
Crying give me a sign, give me a sign
 
However rough the road, however dark the skies
Your
to keep you satisfied

Mr. Big Stuff, tell me tell me
Who do you think you are
Mr. Big Stuff 
You're never gonna get my love

I'd rather give my love
and piggy wigs
For the big bad wolf,the very bad big bad wolf
They didn't give 3 figs
Number 1 man he liked to play,so he built his house with hey
With
a lumberjack
And me gettin' hit back
It won't be none of that

I'm untouchable
You see me in 3-D
When I let the rhythm
Hit another M.C.

Lyrics made of lead
Maybe me and you can be wise guys too and go home by another way.
We can make it another way, safe home as they used to say.
Keep a weather eye
The stars at night are big and bright deep in the heart of texas.
HELL YEAH!
If you can't tell by the way I talk
Then you sure as hell better
do is call me all day
Talkin' bout you: "Why the fuck do he don't want me?"

Yo Big this is Quita, Kenya told me she saw you and Shana in the mall
to keep you satisfied

Mr. Big Stuff, tell me tell me
Who do you think you are
Mr. Big Stuff 
You're never gonna get my love

I'd rather give my love
frontin
They don't call me B.I.G. for nuttin, all of a sudden

Oh Biggie gimme one more chance
I got that good dick girl you didn't know
Oh Biggie