Lyrics:
Yeah big Boss CEO
(Just pay the guy) yeah
How in the hell is you gon' X out an X'er?
Use a scale, used to stretch out the extra
Heard he was dead
He
where they're playin' skelly in the parking lot
And sell paintings of Aaliyah, B.I.G. and Pac up in the barbershop
Buildings too big so you don't really
put it together den we jumped up in the game
Then Big Momma told me boy you gon' be a star
But I never thought I'd make it from the hood and go so far
noticed her sister leavin' town
She was west of Texas
By the time that the gavel came down
Be careful what you wish for
You might get more than you ever
homicide, got a new ferrari with the frog eyes on 'em (uh, brr)
Slim, thick bitch, big titties with some nice thighs on 'em (uh, brr)
Fuck with me, treat
up there, the covenant
Pistol right by my side, contemplate dumpin' it
Only if a demon try schemin' or touchin' me
Ooh, yeah, big drip on me
Don't
Then the big Dogg got snatched by the cops
No longer will Dogg be
Given ya muthafuckin' props
I'm grown now, on my own now
Not my daddy but pop goes
muhfucking house
Eh I'm by the front door
Here about a blond haired bitch named Sisco
She'll do anything for daddy man the bitch go
Tell 'em what the doormat
Mustard on that beat, ho
Baby girl, shake that (God damn)
You gon' make me spank that
I'm tryin' not to break that (Oh yeah)
It's the big payback
(rings)
Pots in the beat, it's a bake-off (packs)
Fuck on her, then she get laid off (smash)
Big boy tools, Maaco (big boy)
Make a bitch dance with
If big money ain't the topic homie I ain't even talking
Hated on by the workers but I'm cool wit all the bosses
Catch me flossing at the mall (Mall)
If big money ain't the topic homie I ain't even talking
Hated on by the workers but I'm cool wit all the bosses
Catch me flossing at the mall (Mall)
Feelings
Cold feelings my emotions
Dealing by the pressure
From the vultures
Compare me to a star not a ceiling fan
Feeling like a minute late
Year’s Eve, Dom Pérignon in hand
It’s been a banner year for your boy, star-spangled
20/20 visions, dystopian from every angle
A celebration, toast
Feat. Big Tymers, Mickey
(Mack 10)
What?
(Baby)
Hmm-hmm
(Mack 10)
You reday to tell `em
(Baby)
Listen tell `em about you fresh
Hook
Got her fiendin' more
I just want to fuck her like a porn star
I just bust a nut all over her sports bra
(Splash)
Big booty bitch, I take all your
Talkin' big money, bitch, uh
That little shit you talkin' 'bout
That's lunch money
We don't even smoke that, I got-I got-I got-I got so much (so
Talkin' big money, bitch, uh
That little shit you talkin' 'bout
That's lunch money
We don't even smoke that
And this shit gon' be like this for
pay'em any mind
They built a great big wall, good thing you learned to fly
We'll send you right across, go tell the other side
Time keeps on, stars go by
Tyler did the Gator
Till the break of day
Do the Boogie
The Lone Star Boogie
Ooooh, ahhh
El Paso did the Monkey
They love to rock and roll
Two by two in
Big old star in the sky
Plane flying by looks so big to me
Dream in my head
Something she said
Only one way to be free
It's a big old world
of stars falling down, m-mm
And I am blinded by glory and the power
It's like touching heaven from the ground
M-mm
There's a trillion, billion
Hundred
found a way (Oh)
I'm a big scammer, rock star with a hammer (Rock star flow)
Three gram 'Wood, big gas, no bammer (Gas)
Bad bitch with me, take her home,
isn't a doozy
Take it from me
They'll be flocking to see
Your star lit
Won't quit
Big hit
Musical
A big hit musical
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