Lyrics:
too big
For just one person
So I'm by myself at night
Wishing you we're by my side
You can call me
You can call me
You can call me
Mrs Lonely
You can
Nothing like the feel of a tug on my line
Im goin fishing whether itâs rain or shine
Spinner bait, beetle spin, worms on the bottom
Crawfish, cricket,
Jam, where we don't make stars
We just sign 'em, uh-huh, that's what's up, Big Sox
[Method Man]
I'm on the grind... (can't wait to shine)
Fuck
loved by ya grandmama, and ya babies
[chorus]
See my head is so big they call me jack n the box
You can't impress me, so fuck what you got
I say my head
bang like rabbits
(And that cat, Mr. Fantastic)
And that night, we shine so bright,
Make me feel like I'm on acid, and I stroke
Probably call, shit
we still having fun too though man
It's going to be a real big year you watch
Haha i'm telling you
They say the game done changed
There's just some
Sex time, I call that fake love
Bby gal, we shine, we look door point
We see big love
I see the sky kind blue colour
I see the sky kind black colour
My
pimp Mr. Glock
Now glock had many bitches, he sold pussy by the pound
And bitches jocked his trigga every time he came around
Big baller, big game
Abdul Ja-bars
Street architecture-prenuer
Mr. Judge me by my work cuz I work hard, work smart
Rap activist, black nationalist
We can go fact for fact, I'm
he's acting like an artist
It's exactly what he is
Uh, it's just one of them days you rocked the big chain
Summer time no rain, you rocked the big
Written by: John Duarte, Mark Paul
Mr. Mambo (repeat)
I've been waiting for the weekend
To go out and have some fun
Well the stars shine just like
the money)
So we keep the money in the briefcase
Trade your integrity for Big Mac dreams
A new chain? Well I guess that's clean
Okay Mr. Supreme with the patty
Yo Lionel, I went by the bar man,
Guess they told me outta jail?
Who dat?
They said Mr. Trouble's outta jail!
Mr. Trouble dem outta jail?
They say my
I was born a few decades ago
In a pretty big place
Yeah it was made by the devil himself
With an evil smile on his face
Don't get me wrong I'm bonded
Ha ha
Yeah
Mr d-o-double-r
I say
Yea buddy!
Double shot paint job what
Chevy tuned up like a nascar pit stop
Fresh paint job (check)
Fresh
turning down our lights over here
You can't dim my lights
That's a big fact
Lights
You can't dim my lights
I shine bright
You can't dim my lights
I shine
The world, it's mine. The world, it's mine
Ain't no time, to play
Mr. Big Crime, gotta get mine all the time
Don't pack guns, but I'm ghetto as hell
The world is one big horror story
But you got me by your got me by your side
She shines but for her its dark and grime
On the inside cries for help
But
a big Yansh
Mrs Fiona, get the fuck out of my house!
Big Yansh is a sweet dream, small Yansh is a nightmare
Even if she has breast, she gotta have a big
Getting ready Steady, ima take this like a boss
Yeah u heard me, When I come with this heat
That's Mr. Genuine
I'm the one to greet
We AIN'T taking NO LOSS
even plannin' to call
I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane
Ever-ever, Mr. West is in the building
Ain't no question who about
[Big Sean:]
Ok I say that shit again, I said it once before
I just, I just, I just, I just want it all
I glisten and shine with miss's fine model
[Big Sean:]
Ok I say that shit again, I said it once before
I just, I just, I just, I just want it all
I glisten and shine with miss's fine model
If you’re looking for Mr. Right
Baby just take a look at me I’m here right by your side
You turn every corner
You paint the town and street
His name
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