Lyrics:
on down the aisle.
Mr. Big Man packin' that steel.
But tonight you ain't shit.
Now spin the fuckin' wheel!
Looks good nice try! Now let's see just
niggas)
Big Felton, Chick, Petey, and Sarge (real niggas)
Yambo, Bar, Spank, and Will (real niggas)
some is here, some died in the field (real niggas)
like to be cooked in this oven
And baked into a cookie Mr Hand
The hand picked up Jo
After they arrived at their destination by hand travel
They
of all his mobney
and a big place till he were married.
MARY:
To my Aunt Lily?
MRS. MEDLOCK:
She were a sweet, pretty thing and he'd
have walked
be so hard, beautiful and wild
Today is not kind I´m trying to survive
Ooooo, aaaaaa
Mrs Daniels do you know is your daughter at home
I´m trying
honey-sticking wild golden child
Dwelling in the Rotten Apple, you get tackled
Or caught by the devil's lasso, shit is a hassle
There's no days, for broke days
honey-sticking wild golden child
Dwelling in the Rotten Apple, you get tackled
Or caught by the devil's lasso, shit is a hassle
There's no days, for broke days
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things
Yeah it's the little things
That drive me wild
I'm like a mad dog
I'm on a short leash
I'm on a tight rope hanging by a thread
I'm on some
on myself than lonely fathers
Watching Mrs. Parker, these days nobody know who authored
Rhymes of rappers on carpets
Nobody know who real or not
Nobody
other New York rappers
Jay-Z of Hawaiian Soapy fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherf***ers
are understandably shaken up by
day
No evidence, no apology and no regard
Even for the big American rap star
For us especially, us most especially
A Mr. Nigga VIP jail cell just
me in this world, I'm so alone
Yes, I love you and I need you, Mr. Jones
I'm in trouble, come and get me, Mr. Jones.
He grew up and got in trouble
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
running wild trying to rearrange other artist
Street dates, in fear of a wipe out in retail interchart movement.
Although no one knows the exact 'cause
awards and
It's powered by Nissan
Big Tigger off the top, it's what we do
Everybody in Hip Hop, please stop through!
BET instabooth LIVE from the
Carpet
wheels on the highway
Driveway so big it got a driveway
Yeah, that's my life to make
And I ain't gonna make it any other way
Blinded by the glamour
Burnt
big thing
Shit, well I'm looking like I need to come and fill that position
Listen, can't wait for y'all
Either I'm finna find a way or I'll make
Monty, Go-go, Big Sid from Madrid
Big Tom, and Rico, Conji, who loves you, baby
[Mr Lawnge]
DJ Craze, IBP
And the whole Mellow Zone family
[Dres]
Astoria
[Featuring De La Soul]
INTRO
What's up world?
Goin' give you a little love right here
My man DJ Honda blessed us with a joint
like fish
Mr. Big Mouth, the gat be trout
You need to douche out your style no doubt
Johnny struck through the Shaolin slum
Prum-prum-prum on my
is what you get now
The kinda style make the whole world go wild
Bless the child that can hold his own, flesh and bone
And no matter where I roam I
about mr. big
Rock it!
"to be someone in this world you gotta have a big,
big penis. not much else matters,
just as long as you got a wapping great
in the wild
Thunder striking in the night
I'm the big bang boy, gonna be the big bang boy
So dangerous
Give you a sensation that you've never
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