Lyrics:
bing, badda bing
I'm lookin' for a king with some good ding-a-ling
Big truck, Beenie Man, throw some sim-sima in
I fucks with boss bitches
Type to be
Bullets like Beenie Man, haffi hit one ah dem, two ah dem
Reload the clip, pff, hit another few of dem
We nuh watch pickney when dem talk, yeah
We just
talkin' shit when I leave the town, nigga
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now?
Hey, I'm ready to cut you up any day now
Play by my rules boo
pimpin up in N.Y.C.
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B
Yo yo yo.. big pimpin, spendin cheese
We doin - big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
We doin.. big
day...
Scene 20
ARTHUR: Knights! Forward!
[boom boom boom boom BOOM boom boom boom boom]
What manner of man are you that can summon up fire without
flint
of his peoples, up in a Regal, and they got heat to equal
shit that got put in Beenie Seagal, fuck these illegal
alien-ass niggaz out of the grass
Put
talkin' shit when I leave the town, nigga
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now?
Hey, I'm ready to cut you up any day now
Play by my rules boo
holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon, cheifin', rollin' deeper than any mon
Through Jennings, mon, through U-City back up to Kingsland
With nice players,
up with Guru, of course
[Big Shug]
Young ladies, fly ladies, young ladies in the house
[Patra]
Bad, bad by law, you no say you're da numba one
I’m a believer
You ain’t gotta' do no convincing
I know he did it
Wasn’t by myself he was with me
I’m a believer
I used to wanna come up missing
But
more daddy's little girl)
You a big girl now, in a world, where these niggas are foul
You could be aborting the next Michael Jordan
Your man don't
All the people of the land they kneel before you
Until you look up to the sky and see the big man
But only when your life comes to it's big end
Then
stand up a Preemee?
Nuh Doc in a criss Lamborghini (zagga)
Pop off and say, "Rass, car key me"
Him say, "Oh God"
Me no response Beenie, valuables, gi'
up with Guru, of course
[Big Shug]
Young ladies, fly ladies, young ladies in the house
[Patra]
Bad, bad by law, you no say you're da numba one
the way, the one by the way
I ain't trippin', I just do this shit for fun by the way
The truth by the way, the proof by the way
Mr. front up on me know I'm
leng
You turn up but nigga, we rep
Why do man love getting me vexed?
Here for the lightskin girl
With the big bumper
And the black bredrin with
was by him
Whoever said big boys don't cry was lying
Yeah, cuz' i'm the biggest here
Wish that i could shed a tear
Took a trip up to a pier
Just so that
Tick tock, tick tock
(Clean Bandit)
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock (Mabel)
Tick tock, tick tock (ay Beenie Man, we able, yeah)
'Round
up in N.Y.C.
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B
Yo yo yo big pimpin', spendin' cheese
We doin' big pimpin', on B.L.A.D.'s
We doin' big
wanna call me but (we ah woman)
You know seh, more time, nobody can tell me seh I'm not a man by choice
You know what I mean? (Straight up)
Alright
got drug spots from New York to Canada
'Cause Big L be fuckin' with
More keys than a janitor
Now, it's the dictator whose style's greater
It's the man
up in N.Y.C.
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B
Yo yo yo big pimpin', spendin' cheese
We doin' big pimpin', on B.L.A.D.'s
We doin' big
'em out now, big pimpin', on be L A D's
We doin' big pimpin' up in NYC
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp see and be you N be
Yo yo yo, big pimpin',
episode
Man a gangsta from man a war wid
Stone and hose and and sword
Dem a badman a yard and big fraud a broad
Bad inna dem house but a big punk a road
Dem
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