Lyrics:
shit
Big fish in the water
Surrounded by piranhas I got rich off marijuana
I'm on my whale shit
I'm fat like riches
Big Willie, crib cost 10 milli
in the S-L-K
I roll up the window, so the 'doo won't sway
Spray my hairspray so the waves obey
So when I say stay, them bitches stay
Oh, by the way
Feel like M.J the way I'm jumpin out the fucking gym
Girl I'm one of one don't you ever compare me to them
Eyes straight ahead girl I'm never looking in
doing this the Tray Lee way, delay
Then nigga we spray, ain't no ignoring us
Me and Notorious
(Notorious B.I.G.)
I got a new mouth
The quickest way to die
And this lil nigga get bitch
I see it in his eye
Bitch
I'm trying to walk me down a nigga
Catch him by surprise
Like bitch I been had
never even think (yuh), I be swervin' on the road like I took way too many drinks (skr skr), gotta backend for the show and I'ma take it to the bank, I
tailored suits, made for the over weight lover
Undercover, over cover
You know my MO, I do damn well on the stage show
I'm gettin' paid by the pound
can't understand)
So tell me y'all, who's the man?
Everything here, is phat, knowhatI'msayin?
Don't take it the wrong way, but I'm lettin' you know
Yeah, I'm where Dale Intersect,
By Dave's meat market, by that 800 set,
On Angie right by Ann, but I rep that 11 set,
I was raised on Sis and Myrtis,
Who is the man with the master plan?
DJ Mister Cee
Who is the man with the master plan?
He goes by the name of the Big Daddy Kane
Then it goes
when he seen the beam
God damn I'm ballin' need my own league
I feel like Willie B
I'm laughin' to the bank, n**** call that Chuck E. Cheese
Yeah, I fly
teacher to doctor
Whatever we need it, I promise she got us
Never hesitated to snatch me by my collar, quick
The streets didn't raise me, my mama did
I
streets now they mad at me,
Cause what they ask of me I can't Actually be
The Most High saw a way for me, so If you of the world stay away from me, I go by
The royals the spoils the pain will not get me
I'm tested like Ricky bitch I'm tryna ball
I want the smoke like I'm Williams dawg
More free than Willie the pen
I got big bank casing on a muthafucka
Ain't shit changed cuz' I'm still getting mine
Ain't no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me
on the Internet talk that shit
But they bitch these days
Get lost in the swing that's willie maze
It's the labyrinth and you lost yo way
Find the baddest girl
can tell me
Get out my way
Flexing so hard with the hundred dollar bills
Yeah
I would rather see somebody show me real skills
Yeah
Show show me skills
Is that good right there? (okay)
Let the band play please!
Everywhere that I go
Bank a put on a show
Cause Byron Bank is the show (how y'all
the water
Waitin' for you Big Willie niggaz to have a show at The Crib
We gon' get with your glamour, long as we know where it is
Tell you ain't a player
tryina
Tryina get by
Tryina get by tryina get by tryina get by
Tryina tryina get by
Tryina get by but i still see somehow shit be in my way
I look left
the window
It's the two greedy bastards
Gripping on this TEC and I hope it don't jam
Do whatever for the dough, you know me
Tommy Bram think I need a dolly
applying myself
Job applications to wipe my ass with
The way that I'm sliding don't make any sense
Cop me some stock and investing in Tesla
The way that I’m
Yall come up off that shit
Aye
Cause I'm on that slip
Yeh
Broke and I need this here
Bank
Gotta get this bit
I get bold
When I'm on that sip
And I
From Willie Lynch to Willie Hutch, right on, we Superfly
Made Gucci the shit, Louie too, suits and ties
Player trophies, pray to Goldie
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