Lyrics:
you when they had always been so
Kind to you
Imagination won't get moldy can't wait for time to unfold me
Then I imagine time he's got real big hands
We go together and that's to stay
And in the future we'll always play
Looks like a big surprise
Hands up, it's in your eyes
We go together
The big three killed my baby
No money in my hand again
The big three killed my baby
Nobody's comin' home again
Their ideas made me want to spit
sign
A punch has less impact and it's not kind
A kick is an early warning sign
Big hands linked in smaller hands
And they're no use for a masterplan
For
They said, What great big teeth you have
Watch your back when you're watching the ave
They said, what great big hands you have
Hold your pistol
A woman in tears lying on the floor
Watching the pictures hanging in the hall
All her children and her man with happy smiles
There's a big red hand
a chance
To get a big ring on her hand
Got a beam to ya head
White boy face turning Red
Nigga you heard what I said
Put my heart through a pen
Then I ask God
Now we're big time, big time, big time
Now we're big time, big time, big time
Now we're big time
Hands up baby don't you see this big nine
Screamin'
little feet
Let's carve out our names
We'll divorce the world, I'll marry the girl
Not what I had planned
Big hand little hand
On a bright Tuesday
right
So you're out every night
Knocking to see who will let you in and I said
What big eyes you have
The better to see you with
What big hands got
me I can
When The Big Man's holding onto my hand
And when I cross over Jordan
Over to that golden shore
I know he'll be waiting there
To love me
I'm right there when the ship lands
Lord knows I've got big plans
I know God got BIG HANDS
(Why)
Why you wanna go and do that for
First thing, I'm not
Finna take off like a motherfucking big rocket
Hand in the game like a motherfucking pickpocket
Cut the shit short like a motherfucking Tik Tok
Real
a big surprise
Hands on you're hips you can shake it I like it
Now you really got me singing la la la
Now you really got us going back to back
Now you
Nothing I do is ever good enough
Everything is ruined just by my touch
With these big strong hands I
Destroy everything
Crushing your heart
Nothing I do is ever good enough
Everything is ruined just by my touch
With these big strong hands I
Destroy everything
Crushing your heart
bout two dikes
Chrome white, big slice, I know I will never fall
Big hands, back slap, I know how to stand tall
Blue lights, tight cups, hands up
Pussy hoes think they got fans
c big hand
Ken the Rapper never broke bitch, I got bands
Niggas never on my conscience
I'm at peace
Wanna fuck till
Saint’s Dilemma
Saint Peter got a big ol’ dilemma on his hands,
What the hell’s he gonna do with a corpse in a box?
With another vampire in
hands in the air
Shot callers - let me hear ya say yeah
Boss daughters - let down your hair
Full throttle - now we outta of here
Big ballers - put ya
Strike up the band
Give yourselves a great big hand and all together now
All together now, strike up the band
Bring down the house
Once more with
Strike up the band
Give yourselves a great big hand and all together now
All together now, strike up the band
Bring down the house
Once more with
Strike up the band
Give yourselves a great big hand
And all together now
All together now, strike up the band
Bring down the house
Once more
them other dudes try'nna speak, flossin' them jeeps
They wanna whistle and beep when you crossin' the street
Have mercy, to these big hands and big
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