Lyrics:
stepped up, so what up?
Tryna make bread with these damn cold cuts
I cold crush every beat that I touch
My words silk and my flow is pure plush
Tell
Taxiderm' your bitch head
Mount it on the wall (it's MO)
Throw it up, nigga, we stand tall (it's MO)
You know what the fuck we stand for, it's MO
Too many
Yeah
Yeah
They say they need answers ('bout what?)
Well, I got big facts (big facts, big facts)
You went about it the wrong way so we can't fix
we hop to what's hip
I'm a lunatic with too much grip to let it slip
I'm so St. Louis, ask my tattooist
I was like "The Waterboy," now they sayin,
the real crazy, psycho sick move the lady
Sunnin' so nothin' shady, kid pass me the three-eighty
By my sack, cock and load it, your world I'ma rock
up by the Louis belt (Louis, Louis, Louis, Louis)
Yeah, put your hands up if you know what it felt like (Louis, Louis, Louis, Louis)
Yeah, my pants are
Louis, Prada for the drip
Ohh yeah this big pressure
Broski put a stamp on all his work, he got a brick presser
Remixing Chanel with the Dior, I make
For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park
now you having a box, wait
Zipper over your head, dude's calling you crotch face
So ya'll could bump swag like us
But the next time rap's discussed
Add
what you doin', shawty)
I was gettin' some head (ay)
Gettin', gettin' some head (ugh, alright)
I was with the kinda girl that make ya toes pop
a nerd and you don't know what a condom is
The head still good though, the head still good though
Ladies say "Nam Myoho Renge Kyo"
Make a nigga say big
hopping along, when suddenly he comes and cures me.
One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next moment me livelihood's gone.
Not so much as a by your leave.
name's Junior, it's not Steven
I'll make your jawside look uneven
Yo this is how we're doing it yeah
That was big, that was big, that was big
That was big
a Rolls Royce or the bus
(I jumped off the porch and went straight up, girl) straight up, girl
(You can leave your town and head to another world)
What
it up)
So a, turn it up (Oh!) turn it up (Oh!)
I like it when your booty go bump, bump Ladies)
Girl make your booty go bump, bump (Come on)
How you
about now
You're about to be possessed
By the sounds of emcee Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two
bounce to this track
And I don’t care what anybody thinks about that
Hands to the sky, and throw your head back
I can love again tonight
We bounce
on the beat so sweet
Ladies know you feel me
Grab your titties for the B.I.G
Ok ma what's your preference
Nice and slow
Or fast and breathless
Pull your
on the beat so sweet
Ladies know you feel me
Grab your titties for the B.I.G
Ok ma what's your preference
Nice and slow
Or fast and breathless
Pull your
dicks
(Some good pussy)
Big dicks
(Some good pussy)
Big dicks
(Some good pussy)
Big dicks
Yo, hey yo check it, you probably make records to fuck bitches
I want the big rocks on ice
Buy me all the things I like
I want the newest device
Shut up boy don't ask the price
I want that new Louis too
Who gon'
on the beat so sweet
Ladies know you feel me
Grab your titties for the B.I.G
Ok ma what's your preference
Nice and slow
Or fast and breathless
Pull your
to impress
Spark these bitches interest
Jazze on the beat so sweet
Ladies know you feel me
Grab your titties for the B.I.G
Ok ma what's your preference
you hear me
Grab your titties for B.I.G
Uh with JE and B.I.G (what, what)
Grab the keys from Diddy (Uh, uh)
The women look-in, no stress
Meet us
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