Lyrics:
scripts by whites like Mr. Al Capone
[ Bushwick Bill ]
Yeah
America
A land that made Christopher Columbus
A historian for bringing madmen, white slaves,
Bill broke out one day, I guess he thought he'd get away
But at the railroad station they took him by the arm
The chief said, "I've come for you",
changed the game (you see me)
It's my big Bronx boogie, got all them girls shook
My big, fat ass got all them boys hooked
I went from dollar bills, now
that a shame
Bill Bailey won't you please come home.
Bill drove by that door
In an automobile,
A great big diamond, coach and footman
Hear that
Cartier frames on me don't do no lame shit
Walmart on my drip because i ain't basic
My chick she act boogie don't do no lame shit
Shoe box money we
silver toed high heeled boots and a big old horseshoe diamond ring
Hung his big white Stetson hat on the rack by the pinball machine
He walked up
Rooster Hill
By Ronnie Rogers
Last Saturday night on rooster hill
I lost 4 one hundred dollar bills
Came home with my champion cock cut all
the game (you see me)
It's the big Bronx boogie, got all them girls shook
My big dance moves got all them kids hooked
I went from dollar bills, now we
a loved one for the last time
From the World Trade families to the Left Eye family, Big Pun family
You know Biggie family, Pac family, to the hip hop
Tried to get me to lie on tape but I'm not dimin'
Had these two twin hoes call it side by side
Met at a fest in the west down south by south by
Asked me
Yeah
Mmm
Mmm
Mmm
I wanna be a millionaire so bad
I want big bills I want some cash
I miss my girl I wanna smash
Thinking bout' hittin that petite lil
big
For the street wey i dey
Everybody Dey hustle day by day
Mofe lowo biti baba Imade
Owo to por ko wamiwale
I just want to live my life
I just want
spill
But I could not go for a mil, still so I prolly ain't signing no deal
Love that pink up on shorty forreal, love that pink up on all of my bills
Im
passion
It's giving me chills
I'm so rich from the hustle
Don't notice the bills
Back at the crib
We just fuck and we chill
Wake up tomorrow and pop
robbed of
Quantify my love, is it big is it enough?
Is it more than what you had when we were living in the slums?
If you weigh it by the ton, can you buy
only the best can ascend
And this album is my entrance exam
Wow, I budgeted way too much time for this intro
That's embarassing
Big Yung Lil Sneezy
because I tell it like it is
But you know by now that I don't care if I offend them hoes
Big deal
I'm sort of a big deal
I'm eating the big meals
I go for
of bumbags
I eat Big Macs by the six pack
You chicken-heads are running a deficit - like a million (Lil Ham, uh)
You chumps are fighting for changes, I rake in
Ayy this the last track for Brown Two ain’t it?
(Wecko on the beat yo)
Yeah that what I thought, so we gon’ go extra hard on this bitch
She got a big
Lock up my heart and she stole the key
Some bills in the wallet, I got me a goddess
I want the cash in abundancy
I keep a stash right up under me
Big
Plane just land in Jamaica
Two pockets fulla dead paper
Hundred Dollar bill blue facer
Designer shoes Italian maker
Yeah mi do it big mi do it major
goals by hidin in the muck
So I try to continue workin for big bucks
This is my world and it feels fucked up
Always got a twirl in my brain, fucked up
measurin'
They listen to the reverend as the
World spin and we sinnin'
All about the chicken that you bring in
Need it by the million
Learned the best lessons
basketball
We love that basketball
I used to go to dinner, then take the girl
To see Tiny play against Earl The Pearl
And Wilt, Big O, and Jerry West
.jpg/259px-Big_Bill_Broonzy_(1951_publicity_photo).jpg "Big Bill Broonzy")
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