Lyrics:
adios, bye, bye
Dripping like a faucet, ai, ai
Big drip no leakage
Can't go head to head
Cause you can't play defense
And i ain't mean
No offense by that
excelled out a lot of smoke
Neck locked by the green, that's an artichoke
Money, meaning, meaning, meaning, time to pick it up
Undefeated, you won't ever
Ummm
I think I'm finta Go Trapping Today
Yeah I think I'm really finta Go Trapping Today
Different ways to get paid
Big houses by the lakes
Lemonade
I've met a lot of MCs
Who are jokers and pranksters
(Yes, but you are the Hip Hop Gangster)
To switch around the answer
Bring it right to the top
Sir
a man
When I met Ann, I soked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
a lot bloody get rid of it soon as it drop
You hanging wit ops I load 30 shots and mob down your block
Clean up like a mop umm yea
Hit a big lick, Big
by sea,
He dived off the harbor at New York
And he swam like a man from cork
He saw the Lusitania in distress (What did he do?)
Put the big
drink a lot of syrup, bitches say I'm sleep walking
Big money for the grill, so I'm never cheap talking, yeah
Keep talking and the flame leap off
I got a lot of fame sup-ah
Prince couldn't get me change my name, papa
Kunta Kinte, enslave a game, no sir
Picture black sayin, "Oh yessuh massa"
low huh so tell me what you wanna do
OG puffer but nigga I will not lose
I tok a lot I smoke a lot
Where is the flacka word up to big poppa
You craig
taking a big risk
Oh great!
Like to upsize the fries today?
With a free cookie fresh
All made just for you?
Uhh no thanks, i'm good
And believe me, I
goes like this
Back when Mark Wahlberg was Marky Mark (fuckin' faggot)
This is how we used to make the party start
We used to mix Hen' with Bacardi
goes like this
Back when Mark Wahlberg was Marky Mark (fuckin' faggot)
This is how we used to make the party start
We used to mix Hen' with Bacardi
of the rejection
Some say I make them sick, some say I heal them
It's like the Johnson & Johnson injection
So far from perfection but always had good intentions
You
preferably no tags, yeah
Ms. Johnson just got her taxes, I know where she stashed it,uh
Pull into the residence, we turn off the lights, yeah
Hit the back
Jet plane headed up to the sky
Spread wings in the clouds, getting high
We ain't hit a rave in a while (sounds of the Sir)
So take me back
(Wilt Chamberlain All Hunitts)
Yeah
Take an Adderall to fix my focus
I like to mix my doja
I think I might switch my dosage yeah
Im up two more
Molly
the bell tower like that, they got a lot of room downstairs
Where the pews used to be, and havin' all that room (seein' as how they took
Out all
Yeah
Wolfpak Collective
Stvnna on the beat
1AM on the mix
Yah heard
Yeah
Shawty drop it down low (Drop it down!)
Keep it real disrespectful
Losing my
I'm Iso Joe Johnson in the Big 3
In a league of my own and I'm the MVP
Cuz can't nobody do me better than me
I'll stay true to myself, I got a legend in
to the big time
You need big time looks
A shady accountant
Who can cook the books
A couple of well-placed friends
Some dynamite eight by tens
Before you
Yuh
Big Steppa big flex I been out with the gang
I been up all night and I put it on the gang
Tryina figure out the plan need a milli in the bank
No
Have you heard about the big strong man?
That lives in a caravan.
Have you heard about the Jeffrey Johnson fight?
Oh, Lord what a hell of a fight.
home
Ornament is good coz I don't like chrome
That's rippin'
That's rippin'
Chillin' never illin' in the place to be
Down with MIX-A-LOT
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