Lyrics:
Wreck it Ralph is a giant of a man
Nine feet tall with really big hands
Living in a stump on his very own land
Until his world went crazy
He was
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
achilles
Try to play me like I ain't me
But I provided all the deets'
Who you know worth 50 million
Still rappin on break beats?
From Nasty Nas, Big
Wreck it Ralph is a giant of a man
Nine feet tall with really big hands
Living in a stump on his very own land
Until his world went crazy
He was
the roof since
You wanna be the Fall Guy
So mess around, you'll be a dead man
I get hype, Tonight's Da Night like Redman
Nuff respect to Big L who get wreck
summoned, have a new cocktail
Crash my bicycle
Crash my bicycle
In a big south carolina wreck
I crash my bicyle
Crash my bicycle
Crash my bicycle
In a big
a million the last time I checked it
Thank God, I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it
Wait until the second round and knock 'em out
They call me Big
a million the last time I checked it
Thank God, I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it
Wait until the second round and knock 'em out
They call me Big
a million the last time I checked it
Thank God, I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it
Wait until the second round and knock 'em out
They call me Big
bicycle
In a big South Carolina wreck
I crash my bicyle
If I had to do it all again, by bicycle
If I had to do it, I would crash my bicycle
I'd crush my
found in
By the humans… in 65 million years?
That's right… this whole time
Harrison was a dinosaur
One two three four five!
It was a shocking plot twist,
call you
Real love never gives up on a Tuesday
If it does rain, you come through
Your love's like a big hug on a bad day
Just what I need in my life
a million dollars
He fucked it off
And ended up broke still and
Got no deal from it
Always sitting talkin' about how he
Chopped a whole big onion
Running your
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Million Pieces (Kissin' Your Cares Goodbye)
They all
Freak bitch keep starin' at the Draco
Type to lob, but promise summer make my days long
Fuck up a bitch nigga in my bae clothes
Askin' questions,
I put it in my mind I can make a million dollars if I grind, bankroll time!
Bank roll after bank roll
Big Money
I like it
Bank roll after bank
Catch your, catch your, catch your
Catching wreck on the M-IC what must I say?
What must I do?
To show how much I think about
(catching, catching
burried in a cattle ranch
He want it next day
Jake done him Amazon
Thought that you could have it out
You ain't even have a chance
My bruddas make it hot
A lotta shiny things on niggas lately
But the skill game needs a polish
Where was you niggas
When we was plotting this shit by the end of the day
Where was
buy the Lambo' four by four
And every God damn color it came in
But I'm good for the days that it's rainin'
And I'm the reining champ, no trainin'
snoring (I'm gone)
Dreams to make it big, back to back we touring
Keep them racks I'm storing the bag important yeah whoa (Uh)
Wreck em I got time today we
know, get up and go
Arizona, Arizona
A car wreck on the highway
Now you're burning by the side of the road
Arizona, Arizona
Is a million miles from
Yeah YFN
Ay playin' rich man ah oh
Young street nigga (uh uh oh)
Uh uh uh uh oh uh
Uh, young street nigga tryin' make some millions
I know
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