Lyrics:
to love 5 or 6 people
Who made life just a little bit better
But we don't make it out of that town where we talked all about
How it made us seem helpless,
It's just a whole lot different than this big town. Things move fast here and it's easy for me to get wrapped up in it. I lose myself a little bit
Big ole car moving fast,
Watch the world go spinning by
Little wheels inside my brain,
God I wonder where I'm going
Where you going? Need
some dope
The bitch that I'm wit is so flexible
From Mexico, man I like this ho
The homey little Tony told me a long time ago
"Hey Dogg sit there
give a fuck
We don't give a fuck, he ain't down with us
[Verse 1: Lil' Kim]
I Brooklyn Bounce nigga, in Dirty South down to the ATL
Rep B.I.G. to death,
Comfortable, smokin' some dope
The bitch that I'm wit is so flexible
From Mexico, man I like this ho
The homey little Tony told me a long time ago
"Hey Dogg sit
pushcarts gently gliding by
The great big city's a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle of joy
We'll go to Greenwich
This town ain't big, this town ain't small
It's a little of both they say
Our ball club may be minor league but at least it's triple A
We sit
don't hit that casino
Big smoke all black in Reno
Rather add a couple O's to my BMO
I've been the don no Al Pacino
Change yeah need a little change
worst song
By far
Took down your album
Because it was shit
Four songs four flops
Getting more and more shit
Turn it on turn it off
That's how it goes
When
woulda quit a long time ago
But now I've got a record out
I'm doin shows, people payin to see me turn it out
Now I'm the spice around town
It's funny how
between the endless nights.
And by the way here's my theory if punctuation. Instead if a period at the end of each
sentence there should be a tiny clock
with her ass, and while she casin' his place
Tryin' to tell another nigga what he got up in his safe
About the big hundred stacks and them bricks
The bitch jumped up with no respect
I had to put the big, big bitch in check
I said, "Ya come a little closer and ya will get shot,
I'm sober anyway, I
I might have to pour myself
Another little moonshine...
Here we go:
It was a sweet and frosty May,
In the town of Thunder Bay,
When Dale
On the top flo is where I wanna be like Don Jones
Get me my big break
Smoke every rapper in the booth like I'm takin a cig break
To go to war with my mind you
her friend
Where they go again
Tryna hit up the whole fuckin town
By myself I'm ridin round wit my windows down
Turn music up while I'm puffin the loud
married me 16 sisters
They wove me unbelievable clothes from their blond manes
And then their mistress...
(Little fish on the surface big fish down below)
got a grip
I was such a little guy to big homie
Story of a little guy to big homie
I could write an album
For yah
Big homie
They would write about him
don't fit your scene,
too big, too small,
too in between, too real
I took the bus to town
'cause i couldn't stand to spend
the night with them
there's no
Somewhere in that town
A puddle on the ground
Reflected what I spilled
I'm a little wired
True allies don't fight
They just stay still side by side
the big in London Town
And I can't help it
If I'm a Fulham girl
By my heart and by my wallet
And I can't help it
If I'm owed the world
In jewelry and gems
in the cockpit
Of a starship the size of the Hale-Bopp comet
With mercury ion rockets
And a big ass "Canibus comin soon" poster on the side
It's Antonym, you can call me Noise Beat lawyer
Cause I represent Sarajevo Noise Beat like a big employer
DOOMEDFROMTHESTART It's the biggest album
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