Lyrics:
sweetheart dressed like she used to be
Waiting for someone by the garden gate I know that someone is me
Big brown eyes ruby lips can't you tell it's Mary
swear to God, it feel like every day is my birthday
Let the top down, California's my birthplace
So I'ma take you there like B.I.G. took niggaz to New
Please listen to my album
Please listen to my album
Please listen to my album
To die is gain
Please listen to my album
I'm alive yeah I'm dead to my
eight, nine
She misses every time (little louder!)
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, I'm more than a man
(Aye, aye, yo, man, g-g-get your hand out
much ahead of you.
Big things await you still,
Oh, if you only knew, but
Maybe it is better that you don't,
While you're sleeping undisturbed by
Pop big shit
Talk big shit
Slob on my knob like a pogo stick
Pop big shit
Talk big shit
Pretty boy Hood boy might have to take your bitch
Pop big
game
Steady mobbin', d o double g, ain't no limit to that shit
Nigga carlos on the beat beats by the pound
'bout 3:34 in the morning don't even
want to cut, like upper
I'm mad hot, dog, my 16s should come with mustard
If you think I have a big head, then you haven't see my brother!
Stacked bad
make, make, make it rain
Ounce point 7 mane
Majorr Werk Cartel candy paint up in the lane
Shinin' like a star
Mary, mary in my gar, 4's choppin' on my car
am a nerd
Addicted to mary
It is a rarity
Adds to my clarity
I have been burned
Mostly by fire call me a crier
Now I'm a liar never got fired
Cause
cant see B.I.G. wit telepathy
the recipe of picture hardcore wit a gun
pimpin aint easy but it's always fun
when I bust my nut
I bust em one by one
so
groups like SWV and TLC
Can't see B.I.G. with telepathy
The recipe, a pinch of hardcore with a gun
Pimping ain't easy but it sure is fun
When I bust my
protection program ?
Hov don't really respect you, get in ya place
If Big was alive he'da probably spit in ya face
Nas been doin' just fine without you
survived, so the world ain't enough
I had the whole operation back when yall was masturbating
It took y'all 7 albums playa, but it's love, I ain't hate it
I
options)
I got Nina, she gon' bang on some hot shit (on some hot shit)
I got Cola by the block on some thot shit (on some thot shit)
Mary Jane for
Mary Jane
How is it goin'
I think I need ya
To get out of that bag
Let me make you mine
If you're up to nothin', let's get up to somethin'
Yeah baby,
But we not making no G's, and that's a no no
Check it, a-one-two, a-one
"Two dope niggas in the Cadillac
" they call us
Went from "Player's Ball"
were me, you'd be surrounded by security
Dope House, known for our purity
(Chorus)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, these west coast riders with the down south G's
17
to the bang
It's G-Funk for life sewing up everything
Little locs, pay attention
Do I or should I have to mention
44 ways where the grass is greener
from OG
Yo, yo, yo, aye
Flippin these commas yea
Mary j no drama here
Sky too clear
Manin these moves fr
And its true i shoot to kill
Every damn shot, always
your way
G O D said that it's fate (Power)
Like it's the last day of the week
We big homies (My guy)
Said that he would never leave
Just waiting for me
big kid style?
No question, big kid's in full effect, man
Yo I'ma kick the Willie Bobo, then, check it yo (no question)
Ayo what's the 411, hun?
Sermons and politics, miracles come with each and every flip
That dinero from zero, so heaven-sent
Immaculate, blessings from Mary, I reminisce
On days
contrary, from Father Christmas to the Virgin Mary
And though the moments of belief
Fly by before you find if you`d just unhand your mind
Put your big
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