Lyrics:
a wonderful town
I’ll take manhattan
The bronx and staten island too
It’s lovely going through the zoo
The great big city’s a wondrous toy
Just made for
the little wasteman
Didn't clock it?
Shut up! Movement DVD! Don't get it twisted
Representer bRAP!
Big up Scorcher, big up Wretch, big up Ghetts
Dun know
far would you go?
I wanna see you work out for me, work out for me
She like them bar with the big old chains
Ride around town in the big old Range
Oh yeah
Back at it again
You little turd
You're such a little freaking... oh wait
Oh. Yeah. Uh. Yeah yeah yeah
Look at all my chains so insane
Melt
Somethin' that you can't do (woo, hey)
Big talks of the town, big boy gang moves (gang moves)
I like to walk around with my chain loose (chain, chain)
She
glean
A yung player with big bucks
You can tell im a pimp
By the way that I walk
You can tell Im a playa by
The way that I talk you know
I'm super fly by
Just one big fat mother brick house
So impressed to find those breasts
A little, a little, a little (More for the Bone)
She likes whips and chains
oblivion, missing the clues
Fooled by this white washed tradition
Refrain from these chains in your mind
Take a little time just to recognize
You're stuck in
Constantly amazed by the blades of the fan on the ceiling
The clever little glances she gives me can't help but be appealing
She loves to ride into
here (whats up)
For all my niggas in the south (OK)
Making big dough (know what I'm talking bout)
Making big long dollars
All my niggas in H-Town
Foyer in a million dollar crib (Go fish)
Spent a couple bands on a b***h (Go fish)
Big baguettes in a few chains (Go fish)
Bust down or a plain Jane (Go
I prolly fuck more bitches from
St louis than you did!
I still remember when Bill
Collector knot grew big
But fuck ya little brother bitch
If I get
a little town, where big dreams are found
They found love, true and unbound
In a corner cafe, under twinkling lights
Their eyes met, on a clear starry night
talking true A-town trap shit, ya understand that?)
(It the motherfuckin' king homeboy, hey Trinidad, dig this homes)
Big bank, all I do is get bank
talking true A-town trap shit, ya understand that?)
(It the motherfuckin' king homeboy, hey Trinidad, dig this homes)
Big bank, all I do is get bank
talking true A-town trap shit, ya understand that?)
(It the motherfuckin' king homeboy, hey Trinidad, dig this homes)
Big bank, all I do is get bank
Niggas
talking true A-town trap shit, ya understand that?)
(It the motherfuckin' king homeboy, hey Trinidad, dig this homes)
Big bank, all I do is get bank
number son job interview
It's all gravy everybody knows me now
Bust bars at every venue in town
Adjan's a dab hand at growing the cro
I get grams in big
Got these diamonds in my chain
You know I keep things legit
Walking 'round the town
So I keep a pistol whip
Faded off the dank
So I mix it with a sip
dance real funky and the band plays like a jungle fire
Circus town's on the live wire
And the strong man Samson lifts the midget
Little Tiny Tim, way
dance real funky and the band plays like a jungle fire
Circus town's on the live wire
And the strong man Samson lifts the midget
Little Tiny Tim, way
the hands of time
She's got long blonde hair and deep big eyes
I got all I ever need when at girl is by my side
Everything I love is there inside
right now
Big ass crib whole family living good dreams comin' true manifested for awhile
Don't shit where I sleep met connect out of town
I can break
Clover G little flippin' them thangs
Clover G little flippin' them thangs (H-Town)
Iced out with that
Johnny Deng
Chain hang
Ice cream man bling bling
Paul
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