Lyrics:
cellphone, call big brother Esco
Now let's go
'Cause all this back and forth
In and out, ups and downs
Is beginning to wear me out
See, you gotta tell
of here, bitch
Nigga, it's some sipping-ass, pouring up-ass, smoking-ass
Getting high-ass niggas in here, Three 6, UGK, nigga
We putting it down in this
to the floor
Back up and then drop
Effervescent time
Time's of the essence
Make 'em undress in
Less than three seconds
So whores keep steppin'
Whores keep
Oh finally, finally (here we are)
And for good, are the three, follow me (It ain't far)
Even though if it was, you could make it to the start
might have to hit it twice
Bitches by the dozen, but you only get a slice
Ish the big homie, got me feelin like the vice
(Chorus)
(2DaMax)
My life
Nigga want smoke with the gang, ain't talking 'bout shit (Ain't talking 'bout shit)
Glock with a 3 inch barrel it got that kick (Got that kick)
Damn
South Bronx, New York
(evil laughter)
[Chorus: x3]
Is it live, live, live, live, live
(evil laughter)
[Verse one:]
I heard your CD is wack
the drink, I take a sip
Pass the skins, I take a dip
Pass my loot, before I flip
Man, brother, man, brother man!
I thought you knew the pedigree of the BIG
Cut
Yeah Young Moola Baby
Now it was me and lil cc and we was chillin by ourselves
Orville Red and popped a pill and now im feelin myself
all these cuts
at buddy?
I'm in a mothafuckin' socket, can't unplug it
Think I'm mothafuckin' lyin', try and take somethin' from me
Bitch I'm plugged to the max, pay a dub
around now, you on the bleachers soon as Joe point
Brothers forreal, I can honestly say
If you come at me, they'll be 3 dots on you while I'm still
Bought by the dope fiends smokin'
And what about the brother wit' the good jobs
Savin' money and workin' hard?
Bought a house for his wife and kids
Ya
of hustlers
Lil' brother, big brother
Mother to grandmother (mmm, I'll tell you what I'm talkin' 'bout)
It's tradition
(You're out of line)
When I was
Mek mi fuss mil a sixteen
Me crib clean
Every yute wid a big dream
Big dream
Wah mek it pon di big screen
Film scene
Three gal a live like
(What?), Suburbans and jets (What?)
Twenty-inch momo's with a-thousand a bet (For sure)
(Hook2x [B.G.])
Big Tymers - they g's, too
Them niggas'll
gonna
BANG BIG SOUND
We kickin' it loud at 3 o'clock on the spot
Pouring liquor around we doin' shots till we drop
Every once in a while we get
to the Bay you understand we doin' Big Thangs
Big thangs mothafucka big thangs fool. Check it out!
Aiight One O this E Feezee I gotta I gotta
to the Bay you understand we doin' Big Thangs
Big thangs mothafucka big thangs fool. Check it out!
Aiight One O this E Feezee I gotta I gotta
I'mma whoop it like free
Have a pint, have a liter
This that dirty sweet tea
By three, I was just tryin' to grind on a G
Mane same time that Dr dre said
painted neon green with black wheels
We do big wheels, count big head Franklin bills
Movin up that's when I'm Black Elvis at the Civic Center
crew
Philly, soda pop
I'm gonna run down my family tree like this:
One, two, one two three and
I got a friend by the name of Charlie
Charlie got
free
Chorus
Jerk it off, jerk it off, ba-by! ["I'm gonna cum!"] (3x)
["I'm gonna cum!"]
Verse 2:
For the skeet you are a fiend
Don't you stop this
I'm gettin' paid by the pound and I got mad flow
Flip flop who's the bigger one, quick to figure one
two, three two one, ah!
Keep a pen and a pad
Hello there, my brothers, I almost didn't see you
I am the Prince of Persuasia!
There are three steps to persuading women
Step number one,
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