Lyrics:
I'm the one who fucked up walkin round with a big head
She made me feel like I had a gold-plated dick head
But I was tryin to fuck everything that moved
a precious work of art.
I said, "It's such a coup, it's nothing new, it's nothing we haven't seen.
It's just a big to-do to punish you for being so unclean."
[Big V]
One of them is fat and loud
second one is black and proud
Third one's drunk and wild
fourth one slip and slid
one of them is just shy
a nine
Try to compete with me fool, you ain't competitive
Stop claiming my town, before I give your ass a sedative
Haymaker and uppercuts, hey nigga you
Uh, I go Meek no Drake
Balling hard no paint
It's unbelievable, shit that we've been through, tell me how could I flake
Food gotta new taste
Mood
broad daylight
If I shoot you, I'm brainless
If you shoot me, you're famous
Jay wrote the Bible and I
Studied all the pages
Never judge a book by
beefin with Rock and I got some cinnamon
Me and Cam wore Lenix in the big body 6
Getting drunk, so I miss it till 6
The feds got photos, yep
That's
em all to stop that talking when its bout me
I been in the field wit shooters, they won’t walk with out me
And y’all so nosy ask me if I'm co-signed by
face and cook some damn bacon
I hope all my homies still got some love for me
And if not, this is my love story
Eighteen
Let me busta a rhyme tell a story like Slick Rick
And put a sermon like eric in ya ear like a qtip
Now it's common sense that Ja Rules
But I'm a tell
as hell (hard as hell)
Precious years wasted off in jail
That's a story that my scars'll tell (ah)
Let me welcome niggas to the terror dome
This
couldn't take it
Up and left us almost fucking drove me crazy
How the hell am I supposed to raise these babies by myself
But hey I found a way to make it
place put a "G" and "R"
And an "ND" look at me what's that say
Then the weatherman stood with his head hung in shame
He took off his big belt, put it
thankful he'd been there before.
He carried my boxes, he helped me unpack
Told old college stories until I laughed
But the tears started falling as we
own
Please let me stand by you
And we'll conquer them all
We will conquer them all
Oh I will conquer them all (x3)
Now this is a true story for the most part
That occurred on the top floor of this
Bigwig record executive's office in Nashville, Tennessee
Now
stories
She would never say it, but she finds it kind of boring
In the back of her mind she thinks, "this ain't really for me"
She don't like to open up
New Kokuo
You Fucking cunt, can you tell me why your butters?
Your face is fucking ugly and you voice it drives me nutters
Imma chop you into
inside of me
I like to keep on my shelf
Yeah, we're diving deep in the wealth
The stories of being big
I'd like to see for myself
I'm that star up in
love they motivated
By jelousy none of these niggas is
Wat they pretend to be
Lord protect me from my
Friends not my enemies
They sleeping on me they
that wave word to big
Gotta even cut friends off
If them niggas tell
You're telling stories to people
Who never peddle shit
Ask them what I did in
I'm just back on my bullshit
But we all gotta eat so I might as well feed em
Demons surround me, I might as well greet em
Ain't free from money, I need
Bitch I ballout like a sprain
My nigga died that shit drove me insane
Yeah
I pull up with a big stick
All my niggas we hit licks
Put his ass in a box like
legends to our small town
They always said we'll be the ones to go big
If I was married to that life I think by now I might've broke my vows
I heard you
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