Lyrics:
and nigg-hitters
Who the man be, and what the number one clique is
Let my nuts hang on these busts
And hoes see how big my dick is
Maniac Mack 10 always keep
Tommorow i buy you the jewelry sack
Take you to eat at the restaurant
Look at the menu have what you want
Bottle of red & a bottle of white
Later we go
Until I Go Home by Summer Frost
Vs 1:
I want to hug him
Give Him a warm embrace,
Let Him know I love Him,
When I see Him face to face
Cause I
thirty-two and I was only eighteen
She likes to freak, she's just a fiend
It really didn't matter when I saw her in jeans
I want to big freak, fat
to go home oh how I want to go home
[ guitar ]
Old home folks think I'm big in Detroit City
From the letters that I write they think I'm fine
But by
goodbye (baby goodbye)
'Cause you don't want to be by (wanna be by)
The way you acting... fly (they way you acting... fly)
Girl you know you livin' a lie
lot
I call to let him know, he forgot me
He said take Keke and go home
He n some artists heading to ozone
To meet pretty ladies and catch cruise
Bitch I
Ninjas got drive
They got to walk home
Me and Bluff in the lab making the product they hear in a car full of women passing by on they stroll home
Yo I dont
get regular dome
Come to my crib, that's a real big home
I don't do nothing but cones
Hit the weed once and you will get stoned
I'm in the building
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
to go home, I want to go home,
Oh Lord, I want to go home
Home folks think I'm big in Detroit city,
From the letters that I write they think I
bid'ja, now, thirty dollar, thirty wudja make it thirty
Bidda onna thirty dollar thirty dollar wouldja gimme thirty, wouldja gimme
Thirty dollar bill? I
two
Livin down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
Janine
She was thirty-two and I was only eighteen
She likes to freak, she's just a fiend
It really didn't matter when I saw her in jeans
I want to big
dick
I aint tryinna have a 9 to 5 I want to stack all the bills
I'll do it all by myself fuck a deal dont talk to me if you wanna-
Punchin the clock
she's a ho by nature
Takes one to know one fo' sho' I'm a player
She ain't really happy 'less she lickin' a dick
With a sucker-ass nigga that be trickin'
dollar bill, y'all
About to spend this bitch
I'm in this bitch
I got a hundred dollar bill, y'all
About to spend this bitch
I'm in this bitch
Who got
Make your friends jealous
Nothing they can tell us, I'm saying
Let's Go!
No major count in our bank account
But We On It
No big bills, and no big wheels
Back before 1789
We had to make the constitution a law
But I refused to sign on the line
Until we had amended a flaw
A big one
See, we just
'd have no up than luck
Smokin plank of man, who gives a motherfuck!!!!
The bill collectors, they ring my phone
Scam my wife when I'm not home
Bitch I
Me and brother Bill was goin' a fishin' down to the river one day
Had a can of worms and a willer pole a big can of minners and a lot of sourdough
Intro: BIG (Puffy)
(Uh-uh, yea)
(I want a remix again)
(I think I want a remix again)
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew (ready Big)
Represtin all
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
wrong
Head all (?) with the gang today
She been outside, she ain't really tryna go back home
Love her, that (?) baddie gon' do what I say
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