Lyrics:
here flossin', Big Willies, we Willie Lynch 'em
Pull out the chopper, rappers hittin' the ground
Like every bar is a bullet, when I pull it, it sound
my whip say I'm doin it
All I'm sayin, man don't complain, I'll ruin it
I'll clean a hunnid grand out tha trunk and put you in it
Bitch niggas hate,
Juicy J (Big Gipp)-
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Three 6 Mafia (Here it is)
Know what I'm sayin'
Goodie Mob (Triple Six Mafia)
ATL (Big Gipp)
M-town
(can it be that it was all so simple then?)
(Dedicated to niggas who do drive-bys)
Dedicated to the Lexus and the Ac's (can it be that it was all so
what Loc's doin', I'm blazin a joint
Cause it seems a lot of times, I'm at my best
After some methical or a bowl of sense.
I'm creatin', multiplyin',
'Put yo TITTIES on the glass'
This is like a pick-up line:
'How you doin?
I was wonderin, could you put yo BIG FUCKIN TITTIES on the glass?'
'No, I don't
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
betta do your home work
Cause the nigga Ant Banks
Is known for doin' dirt
"So any hoes want to swing that ass:
you can bring that ass
and get nuts by
go tell 'em whatever you want
'Cause when I needed, it was never that much
Damn, now we doin' numbers
You on the block with that block-work
ain't even smooth with my bullshit, I do it right in her face
It ain't like I don't love her, already gave her that ring
I hope you know, hope you know,
got patterns on they hankey
After Ben Frankeys, with the big skullen eyes
You niggas bound and nullified
Sit back and mine stack it multiply
Yeah
Yeah
Them racks comin' I'm by the brinks
Big body Benz back up beep beep
Paid cash for this car
I ain’t doin' no lease
Gotta different color
don't need a bitch or a friend
Bet when you get that check, the only way they wanna help, is if it's to spend
Nigga don't wanna play, big bro spray ya
the mirrored room
"Set it up for everyone", he said
Then everyone commenced to do
What they were doin' before he turned their heads
Then he walked up
puttin' on for the city by the bay
Bankrol from Texas, he slangin' a lexus He stay double cupped cause he love him some drank
Big 3-6-1, that's where
we're gonna grab some
Lovin' huggin' cuddlin' up and rendezvous
'Cause I'm in love with you
Big time
A little music, a sip of champagne
By
[Angie Martinez] Oh!
[Sacario]
I don't think y'all ready [Angie Martinez Laughing]
It's what the world's been waitin for, live big, car keys
head off, get it mailed in the winter
Can't stop smokin' by the looks on my lips
Flu game sick with the ice on my wrist
Got some eyes on you, but you
Big Bad Hank, I'm everywhere
Just throw your hands up in the air
And party harder like you just don't care
Let's do it, don't stop, y'all, a-tick
Pistol in my drawer, doin' the same shit my momma do
Big Gee, Big Gee, Zone 3, Zone 3
Straight up out da gutta, everybody know me
Gorilla Z, Zoe,
and side to side
Then I let the Alpine play
Bumpin' new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went
ass and you can't undo it
Don't be hittin' me in my DMs, askin', how you doin'?
Doin' it big on you, baby boy, and you can't undo it
You can't undo
don't condone this"
On the back of the bike with Alpo
Doin' a buck down one-two-five, hopin' to stay alive
Favorite spot rooftop
Me and Big chuckle
York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by
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