Lyrics:
[Chorus]
Make the music with your mouth, biz!
Make the music with your mouth, biz!
Make the music with your mouth, biz!
Well I don't just do the beat
get by
Try to revive
Try to survive
Try to realize
Bigman
Not so big
Running of the mouth
Is what brings you down
Speak about me
Speak so I might see
feelin' kinda horny
You can come on over, and I'll break you off
And if you can't fuck that day, baby
Just lay back, and open your mouth
'Cause I have
name outta yo' mouth and we can keep it the same, nigga
It ain't that I'm too big to listen to the rumors
It's just that I'm too damn big to pay
fingers in your mouth and two sticking out your nose
Further down the hall, the room with jokeros
That's where you get beat by seventeen wicked clowns
might've used it once
If I shut my mouth and keep the peace
She'll cook my eggs in bacon grease
Life'll grow you a big red rose
Then rip it from beneath
fall when it isn't autumn?
Where would Pac be at if nobody would've shot him?
Do u really think the Notorious Big would believe these guys?
All these
what I learn first
? You see just how that work surf?
Oh I'm some big shit, Notorious
Get you some gunplay bastard and glorious
I got the top chopped off
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
straight up, I can't knock ya
After Big Poppa, fuck all of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
The whole clique, dick sucked, ass licked
Leave your number by the phone,
I'm still running trying to find my voice
In world where they've taken our freedom of choice
Thrown it out I give it back to you
I'm not afraid to try
Spring sweet rhythm dance in my head
Slip into my lover's hands
Kiss me won't you kiss me now
And sleep I would inside your mouth
Don't be us too
I have to do
To get a little of your time
Cause I can't let this moment
Just pass me by
Cause shawty you really caught my eye
I'm feeling your swag
II BIG
statement
Too big for your boots
Too big for your britches
Too big to fail
God help me from being too big headed to cross necessary bridges
feelin' kinda horny
You can come on over, and I'll break you off
And if you can't fuck that day, baby
Just lay back, and open your mouth
'Cause I have
South Bronx punt, stab him like, oh no
That machine gun funk, big popper
Malcolm X by the window of the chopper
You niggas lost prophets
Been
on the speedway
I'm just here to do it my way
I'm the girl with the big heart
If you're real you will get your part
Of the pie we about to eat
This time around
B.I.G
The notorious Big
Who gon' pop off
The notorious pimp
With the top off
Got a glorious bitch
With no ass shots
Sagittarious piece
Got them rocks
when they
Rat-a-tat you down
Remember Genie, from the casino
She's still a-waiting in her big brass bed
The boys from your gang are knocking whisky
punk, its the soul asesino
Better watch your back, who's pilin up cochinos
Keep running your mouth, with your chest out
Gone get you in a wreck
I don't toot my own horn 'cause I don't have to
You can run your mouth, I don't care (care)
But if you get too close, I'm gon' clap you
It's too
on your couch
Quit Running your mouth, flipping my pen beginning to end
Telling the plot look at my watch fuck all your thoughts
I appreciate you niggas I
they asked him how to do some he'd say just like Noah built the ark
You got to hold your mouth right son and never miss your mark
To be tough
sweat
Get dressed and hit the club in a cold vest
God damn, girl, you so sexy, cold shit
But why they still riding to your old shit?
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