Lyrics:
'm DR. J with cops I don't cooperate
Pull up on the opps and make the doc have to operate
We demonstrate and innovate yawl perpetrate and imitate
Bricks
dizzles a wizzle, Bigg Bow Wiggle's, up in the hizzle
Fo' shizzle bizzle, here we go again
Freshly dressed, I jump up in the mo'nin' tryna find some
Just like this, just like this
Oh, how I wanna love you babe
Just like this, just like this
Oh, keep on pushing babe
Don't stop now
Slow it down
The game don't change
Just the playas
So what I wanna do right now
I wanna shoot a shoutout
To all the famous playas, globally
Ya dig?
If you'se
don't change just the playas
So what I wanna do right now
I wanna shoot a shoutout
To all the famous playas, globally ya dig?
If youse a famous playa,
or hints
For traces of the craftsman's fingerprints
I don't know who made the snowflake
So intricate sublime
But I can spot an artist every time
Oh, I
a wizzle, Bigg Bow Wiggle's, up in the hizzle
Fo' shizzle bizzle, here we go again
Freshly dressed, I jump up in the mo'nin' tryna find some Zest
Psyche, we
got my own
I don't own, man mothafucka that I probably know
I probably know, that mothafuckas to fill up Hollygrove
That old me, I'm a O.G. in the Old
It's time to go down
Don't stop what you doing babe cuz
I'm going down
[Chorus]
and niggas wanna play chess now
I hear you talking, say it twice so I know you meant it
Fuck it, I don't even tint it, they should know who's in it
I
Stadium status
Uh
My big brother was B.I.G.'s brother
Used to be Dame and Biggs' brother
Who was Hip-Hop brother, who was No I.D. friend
No
Stadium status
Uh
My big brother was B.I.G.'s brother
Used to be Dame and Biggs' brother
Who was Hip-Hop brother, who was No I.D. friend
No
By Joe Thomas & Howard Biggs
This is Eric Clapton's version
I've got you on my mind, I'm feeling kind of sad and low,
I've got you on my mind,
'm holding my chain so it don't swing
I'm sliding my feet, staying on the beat
I dip low then bring it back slow
If you didn't wanna dance, why you
up Biggs?)
Wooh and I bet they feel a way
Thirteen thousand acres, I don't know where to stay (Southside)
A nigga never learned to say (yeah, uh)
artist
And everybody knows you by a different name
I didn't catch your first name
I didn't get your last
I didn't hear too much what was said
My
't wanna, I don't wanna
Call him babe
Uh-unngh
Call him
I'm calling, I'm calling, I'm calling
Hello? Who's this?
This is Mister Bigg
How you doing
No, I don't know where she is}
{You don't know where she is?
No, I don't know where she is, Frank
I ain't got nothing to do with all y'alls
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
What's crack-a lackin’? It's ya boy
Bigg Snoop Dogg and you
Do know what I'm about to do right now
Snoop Dogg Presents The West Coast Blueprint
of (R. Kelly's)
Feelin' on my booty (Whoop)
Mr. Biggs, I really like how you kiss me
From my (mwah), to my (mwah)
You really handle your biz (Whoop)
America's most complete artist"
"What's your name boy?"
"I.. am.." "America's most complete artist"
"You better get ready"
"for America's most complete
Versatile artist sob amr vision BIGG
Agote eketa school ot
Etia Purple on the beat biiss
Ex keep opening legs
100 gram on my bag
I like my whole clique I
faking be talking they shii (We coming BIGG)
Word to my niggas we gonna be dripping all over the street
We coming BIGG
All Of my niggas do function I aint
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