Lyrics:
All this paper, I'm flipping through pages
And you know we be counting these bills
They don't even believe that it's real
Let's go cop a big house in
(bang)
Crippin' like I should've been on Gangland
Purple bandana wrapped around my face, yeah
Big cake (guala) , big cake (guala)
Big cake (guala) , big
She want money and clothes dats a fact
A big house and ring but she don't know how to act
Paid bills and thrills and that's a fact
Better know how
For a dollar bill, people will do anything
They'll rob and steal for a dollar bill, anyway
For the dollar bill, people will do anything (Yes,
don't dance, we boogie
[Bushwick Bill]
Chuck Nice still in it, I ain't switchin it up
Weed smokin in the boys room, livin it up
Blue suits lookin stupid,
the greatest of all these guitar players was a blues man from
Chicago called Big Bill Broonzy. We played all of these records,
constantly, on that radiogram.
broke, that was a easy decision
My mission was to make dough, not end up in prison
But I'm still in a helll of my own
Bill collectors won't leave me
the spot, so it's cameras in here
Ugly hoes is hatin', I can tell by the glare
The way you talkin' shit, I can tell them veneers
I want my bills paid
I wanna be big
Like King Kong big
Big like the Empire State Building
Be big, dream job, fast cars
Like the kid Baskin that wish on Zoltar
Be big
Like
(Ching) don't tek me
'fore I take one eye like Fetty (Tek it)
Big guns on the ride, sliding by
You can end up on the telly (On a telly)
Tap it, tap it
when am counting that milli
Bring more heny
Add some belly
Bills on me am the big young daddy
I be big boy is not by bears or weight
Hope your account
Big whip big fit big hits that’s cap
I ain’t even close to where I wanna be just yet
Big dreams wanna bill it like goat
Need to put in the work I
You namin' who?
I know you ain't bringin' that lame crew
Big Boi, they the phat sacks
She pretty D, all they same, boo
But I'm backed by
altitude
Defeated by my attitude I am
But let's be Frank, let's be Frank or Bill or Tom or Jan or Dan
I wish I were, I wish I were, I wish I were, I wish I
like to grab a bull and hold him by the tail,
I swing him 'round a coupla times and then I let him sail.
I'm Big Bad Bill from the naughty, naughty,
Broonzy, Big Bill
Mississippi River,
Is so long, deep and wide,
I can see my good gal on that other side.
You know I cried, and I called,
But I could
ain’t got nothing
You wanna floss then we can floss, let me show you something
No ones, no fives, no tens
Big Bills
No ones, no fives, no tens
Big Bills
so, he so tough yeah
And his first name Dolla
Last name Bill
Always keep it a hundred
He know what's real
And I always keep him on me
Cause he's a big
believe you wan' be wit' me?
Why you all in my grill?
Why (say what?) You all in?
Can you pay my bills?
Can you pay my bills-ills? (Uh-huh)
Let me
believe you wan' be wit' me?
Why you all in my grill?
Why (say what?) You all in?
Can you pay my bills?
Can you pay my bills-ills? (Uh-huh)
Let me
[Chorus]
(I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick)
Yeah, big l is the first to represent.
Yo, on the mic is big l, that brother who kicks
Oooh
Big bank call me big papa
Big daddy tell the little mommas
Slim waste wit a big bottom
We aint havin no drama
Big man by the little problem
It
Well, way down yonder in Louisville
Lived a cat named Big Bad Bill
I wants to tell ya
Ah, the cat was rough and tough, he could strut his stuff
Had
Bill Broonzy, John Lee Hooker, Half-spoken blues y armónica de Sonny Boy Williamson II.
I've got the victory con Yolanda Adam's,
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