Lyrics:
Well I'm goin up the mountain
Yes I'm goin' out west
I got a mighty big pistol
Stickin' out of my vest
Gonna ride old Railroad Bill
Gonna ride
Well, way down yonder in Louisville
Lived a cat named Big Bad Bill
I wants to tell ya
Ah, the cat was rough and tough he would strut his stuff
Well, way down yonder in Louisville
Lived a cat named Big Bad Bill
I wants to tell ya
Ah, the cat was rough and tough he would strut his stuff
(Twenty of 'em wrapped up tight and sealed)
(Hundred dollar bill, hundred dollar bill
Hundred dollar bill)
(Nothing more gorgeous than a
Hundred
In the town of Louisville
They got a man called Big Bad Bill
I want to tell you he sure was tough
Yeah, all folks scared to death
When he
In the town of Louisville they got a man they call Big Bad Bill
I wants to tell ya, he sure was tough tough, and he certainly did
strut his stuff
time tomorrow
To all the boys he was a big hero
They'd glue their ears to the radio
Then talkin' a most unusual drawl
Imitatin' Bill McCall
Nothin' more gorgeous than a
Hundred dollar bill
Nothin' more gorgeous than a
Hundred dollar bill
Nothin' more gorgeous than a hundred
Dollar bill
Finally, a change from these fake rap artists
[Rick] Me and Nas bring it to your hardest
Finally, real niggaz that are Billboard charters
[Rick]
Gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
Nothin' more gorgeous than a
Hundred dollar bill
Nothin' more gorgeous than a
Hundred dollar bill
Twenty of them
what? You wanted to see
What? What? Take off what?
What did you say? Open what? Open what?
(Pay my bills) bitch!
Oh my God, it’s Doja on the track bitch
Well I'm goin up the mountain
Yes I'm goin' out west
I got a mighty big pistol
Stickin' out of my vest
Gonna ride old Railroad Bill
Gonna ride
dolla-dolla-dolla bill y'all
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla-dolla bill y'al
Yeah, uh, after hours at Il Mulino
Or Sotto
my doggone stall
Now, there's some people said the Big Bill blues ain't bad
Now, some people said the Big Bill blues ain't bad
Lord, it must not
my doggone stall
Now, there's some people said the Big Bill blues ain't bad
Now, some people said the Big Bill blues ain't bad
Lord, it must not
and a hen that won't lay
A big stack of bills that get bigger each day
The County will haul my belongings away I'm busted!
I went to my brother to ask for
Hey, Bungalow Bill
What did you kill
Bungalow Bill?
Hey, Bungalow Bill
What did you kill
Bungalow Bill?
He went out tiger hunting with his elephant
Fred Wise, Randy Starr, Bernie Baum, Bill Giant, Florence Kaye
Cousins, kissin' cousins
Kissin's allowed 'cause we're proud to be cousins
Hey, Bungalow Bill
What did you kill
Bungalow Bill?
Hey, Bungalow Bill
What did you kill
Bungalow Bill?
He went out hunting with his
one of these days
Now bill was a boy kind of big for his size (..kinda big boy size)
Red hair and freckles, and big blue eyes
Thirteen years from
one of these days
Now bill was a boy kind of big for his size (..kinda big boy size)
Red hair and freckles, and big blue eyes
Thirteen years from
when I drop a mixtape
Both of us will win if I get a big break
Broke nigga dick, baby, had a long day
Tryna get rich, buy you Dolce
And Gabbana,
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