Lyrics:
I still remember writing words down
Tryna get 'em all out of my mouth
Big boy, you a big boy now
Big boy, you a big boy now
Don't pout 'round me
Stone Throwers
Forced to go toe-to-toe, blow for blow
In a war zone with only stones to throw
Vilified by all sides
Vilified for small crimes
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Gucci Mane in the building
Big Cat Records, Laflare Entertainment
(Big Cat, whassup?)
Yeah, I'ma kill 'em with this one
Ah!
(Call me a Florida boy)
My bitch'll pull up in the Chevy, you can't keep up with her
(Call me a Florida boy)
You ain't gon' hit me for no lick, bitch I
To the boys to the boys
To the boys to the boys
Big and small
To all the boys I've loved before
Who traveled in and out my door
I'm glad you came along
I
To the boys to the boys
To the boys to the boys
Big and small
To all the boys I've loved before
Who traveled in and out my door
I'm glad you came along
I
Yeah uh what yeah uh yeah
Yeah this is some nostalgic flows
This beat make me feel some type of way
Throwback let's go Tory
Tap in tap in tap in tap
that boy?
Hot shit, top quick, now who you shop with?
Gucci is the top dick, my Gators in the closet
24's on yo' car youse a trap star
If you known
nasty)
Outro: BIG (Lady) [Puffy]
To all you bitches that wanna fuck with me (Do you want a Nasty Boy?)
Freakin you bitches like Jodeci, I (Do you want
Common beatz (CT babe yeah)
With the squad with the squad (Squad)
You do small we do large (We large)
Rude boy for them big tings
You do small we do
house boy
Pull up in my drop top, you like boy
To you it's a Bentley, to me it's a toy
I'm like a pimp boy
I ride spinners boy
I'm hopping out with
boy, with a big boy back
California king, refrigerator set
With steaks on steaks on steak on steaks
Bit of bacon, cheese and lasagna in the training
Need
melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that
She wanna ride with the boys
She wanna ride with the boys
She wanna ride with the big boys don't you see what's going on
She want the cash in my bag
And I'm still down with The C-L-I-C-K
Comin' yo way in the 94
Then 95, it don't stop boy ain't no jive
Sell the rest of them tapes boy
Where
Big stepper, Big dreams, Big talk
Big boy on to big things
Big cheddar, the big cheese
The big show, i might make a big scene
Big stepper (Big
Like an Eskimo
Heart too froze
Look at all this work us niggas putting in
Big ass hearse y'all niggas blending in
If I make a billi
I'ma do it with my
birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse
And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works
And it sells and it helps in itself
birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse
And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works
And it sells and it helps in itself
and call him "Gopher Boy".
One Day, a bully by the name of Big Roy, started throwing bananas at him,
Soon a crowd of kids were all throwing bananas.
and make you chant
I'll enhance your motion with electric shocks ferocious
It's trance music hypnosis
We're moving crows like water in front of Moses
You're
your pace
Baby you're making me go chase
Lately, I've been looking for a bad girl
With a fly tongue piercing
Got her sitting in my passenger seat
Oh
you up
At you wake motherfucker
Black girls got tape AK
We always do it big round here babe babe
That's for Miami boys
With them days kinda flex
when them black boys moved in
I couldn’t argue with you
Or keep it confidential
Cause you dark skin
So the chances are
the odds going against you
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