Lyrics:
fo'sho' doe, everyday a G a mo'
Asked your little sister, "Girl, why you wanna be a hoe?"
She got turned out, like Red Riding Hood
Goin' to Grandma's
That's a little message
All the brothers and sisters out there
Y'all be strong
Keep your dreams flowin' baby
KaySlay I'm out for presidents
need me a bitch before it turn ten, uh
I'ma need me a front and backend, all cash stacked in
Ridin' around town and I'm downtown
Big boy gat, I don't
I'm from a little place we call BMT
That's Beaumont Texas also known as BIG MONEY TALK
I learned at a young age Big money talk
You got damn right
her
And her three sisters and brother
And her mother
As if they were slaves on an auction block
Because life for every Black was one big beating
Ma
I like my boyfriend ugly and a little bit mean
Kill a nigga if he touch me
Treats me like a queen
And he gotta get nasty (big nasty)
Anytime I want
runnin' around so fast
My body never gained to weight
That pissed off all my Momma's friends
And made my big-boned sister irate
But now I'm a man
by the bed to pray
I haven't done this in a while
So I don't know what to say
But, Lord, I feel so small sometimes in this big ol' place
Yeah, I
and pour some for your little brother
I'm steady staring at your sister, I'll tell you this
You know for only 13, she got some big tits
After that, your dad
Well it started with a little grain of sand
Or gravel at the most
At least that's how we thought of it
Now we got this big black pearl in our hands
groove like Kuzco
The big dog did it in the booth like Cujo
And josh locked me in and hid
The keys to the studio
Been left behind by some people
But it's
they hug us, short skirts by the dozens
I done went through all her sisters and cousins
Short skirts short skirts, the Big Apple love the
Short
Got a sister named Desire
They don't let you
Like those little boys
By their house
On the backyard swing
I know of it 'cause
I thought we told
his little girl
Yeah I still feel like I'm where I'm supposed to be
But don't forget to remember me
Tonight I find myself kneelin' by the bed
more than a pastor
A family friend, a big brother
And this time the roles in the confession booth were reversed
I was on the priestly seat and he was
what the fuck you think I'm livin for
Throw me in jail, I'll do a prison tour
For wannabe hard niggaz, insecure niggaz
Wit they heads to big for
JunyTony story musical,
The Ugly Duckling,
shall we start?
It was a lovely summer day.
Little ducklings started to hatch
one by one.
One,
two,
the story of a family
A Doctor
BOYS
His children
His wife (A big sister)
And her little sister
But now they're just bodies- there, there, there, there,
Driving home on a Tuesday night
Counting those fence post passing me by
Dad's in the front seat all feels right
Feel the sway of the van as a truck
they'd broken up we were not to interfere (Uh huh)
What you know 'bout not being able to see your baby sister
Held hostage by a wicked woman for years but
Bill Cosley doesn't rape all the people because goddamn, my sister got raped by Bill Cosley.
Goddamn, losing my mind, losing my shit. Going to 70, going
So many presents, so little time
Santa won't be coming
By my house this year
'Cause I tried to drown my sister
And I pierced my ear
Oh mama made it
I'm comfortable by her I put my pistol on her dresser
Had a threesome with her sister
They thought I was scared to ask them
Bust a nut then hit
That's fo'sho' doe, everyday a G a mo'
Asked your little sister, "Girl, why you want to be a hoe?"
She got turned out, like Red Riding Hood
Goin'
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