Lyrics:
know some hoes slutty
I optioned a bitch off like a nigga playing rugby
I done seen a ghetto meal, little buddy, trust me
Jump European, came clean
At first Mom and Papa called the little boy Ned
Raised him on the banks of the riverbed
A houseboat tied to a big tall tree
A home for my Papa
Can't go home if you're goin' by the mill
'Cause the bridge's washed out
At the bottom of the hill
Big Creek's up Little Creek's level
Plow my
Can't go home if you're goin' by the mill
'Cause the bridge's washed out
At the bottom of the hill
Big Creek's up Little Creek's level
Plow my
Can't go home if you're goin' by the mill
'Cause the bridge's washed out
At the bottom of the hill
Big Creek's up and Little Creek's level
Plow my
star so I’m throwin up da tre
Make it look easy but they kno it’s all hard to maintain
Hit da town step out on some big shit
My kitchen stay cookn like
upStick up, stick up, stick up kids (niggas up north, you know I'm sayin'?)
Still don't nothin' move but the money (stay struggling)
Big up, big upStick
Little shhh for the MC please (thank-you)
Yo I ain't featherweight nor bantom weight,
Cause the only thing I be is heavyweight,
Let me demonstrate
judy, BIG BOOTY JUDY
Big booty judy, BIG BOOTY JUDY
Big booty judy, BIG BOOTY JUDY
Big booty judy with a new town click.
She fine, she thick, shes always
At birth Mom and Papa called their little boy Ned
They raised him on the banks of the river bed
A houseboat tied to a big tall tree
A home for my
wanna walk,
Baby, let's walk
Have a little kiss,
Have a little talk
We don't gotta leave at all
We can lay here forever
Stay here forever
It's a big
Can't go home if you're goin' by the mill
'Cause the bridge's washed out
At the bottom of the hill
Big Creek's up Little Creek's level
Plow my
are polite when passing by
Aren’t kept awake by city lights
But walking through streets with history
In my little town
People know your name and your
prime, spitting harder
Looking better than ya'll little niggas, and I've done been here a dime
Your opinion didn't matter since Big heard me rhyme
three four
(spoken)
Gather round friends, why hurry
Let's all stay a little longer
(sing)
Ya oughta see my blue eyed Sally
She live way down
quo
Yeah
Aye
Pour that liquor, make that drink a little stronger
Take that jacket off and stay a little longer
The man around town, you can call me Don
Gave you the pieces of me day by day
But, you didn't stay
I'm just like
Please don't let it fade away
Time's quickly flashing by
The old days will never
at the homestead and then in the town
From little things big things grow
From little things big things grow
Vestey man said I'll double your wages
Seven quid
bleach to fade his jeans
With a brand new stay pressed shirt -- and some creased and wrinkled dreams
His face a blemish garden -- but his eyes are
get me wrong, got four albums, stay consistent
You got a bodyguard, I let my nigga tote the biscuit
Twist ya cap back, you got blood off on ya fur hat
Yeah, b5, the big bad wolf,huh the big bad wolf,yeah c'mon, the big bad wolf, B5, yo yo yo yo
From the throw there were 3 little pigs
Little hats
You're like that big, big storm, who's tore the town apart
Leavin' everyone to console their aching heart
Like that snow that fell, looks so wrong
You're like that big, big storm, who's tore the town apart
Leavin' everyone to console their aching heart
Like that snow that fell, looks so wrong
drove outta town to get a bird?
Had a hitter half your age to put 'em down, just get a word (boom)
Santana fucked my head up with them diamonds and that
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