Lyrics:
Big black bitch I clapped
She wrote it on my clip
You tried it hundred times
Just to elevate my high
I can’t calm my business Ha
Can’t come close, my
wanna fight for rice
I wanna teach that child
'Bout Black Jesus Christ
Set my own store on fire
Call up Jay and Ye and those guys
Yeah, it's time for
and Wesson in this mothafucka
Right now Greg Nice in this mothafucka
Right now LS in this mothafucka
Right now Baby Jesus And The All Star's
Right now 2Pac
as God
But I got a flow thats like a waterfall
Think tank to a big big bank businessman
Big plans baby, way bigger than the internet
Big man, big pants,
Los Angeles, California 1969
By Raymond Washington and Stanley Williams
Though we still gang bang anyway, uh
Today there's over a million Crip
get to see shit
The next batter, here to shatter your bladder, it doesn't matter
Skinny or fat or light-skinned or black, baby I drop these
Boricua
a store, and sell their goods
To the county recips
You know us po niggas, nappy hair and big lips?
Four or five babies on your crotch
And you expect
by the look got these niggas shook
I'm a vet and you steady rook
Posted on the scene, sippin' lean
That promethazine sippin' on codeine
Play with Jesus
Black men don't cheat
You was blessed at the mouth
Them smooth lips
Bring addiction
I be digging it out
You make a nigga talk country like I'm big in
shit you drop today
It's gon' stay in the past
Til you're black like me, say her name
Til you're black like me, say her name
Til you're black like me,
Black Thought, yo, the skill assisted
By the Mal-ik B
The symbol you remember me to be type valid
Disastrous, the master just bust
This for the listener
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
on the floor
But baby I gotta get through
Crumb by crumb in this big black forest
Maybe in you I'll believe
Maybe I'll believe in you
Suddenly I'm not
or black
Baby, I drop these
Boricua mommies screamin', "¡Ay papi!" (I love-)
I love it when they call me Big Poppa
I only smoke blunts if they roll
or black
Baby, I drop these
Boricua mommies screamin', "¡Ay papi!" (I love-)
I love it when they call me Big Poppa
I only smoke blunts if they roll
princess everyday give it up
For the girl from one two ninth and Malcom X
A couple weeks go by I see her struttin' through
Black eye busted lip girl what
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
Yeah, cuz! Oi Movement DVD cuz
Big up Scorcher, big up Wretch 32
Big up Ghetto big up the rest of the members
Big up Risky! Big up Gift, Frisco,
a minute, uh-uh
Dr: Get in the chair
[Humpty-Hump]
Listen, now the black girl wants to get her lip tucked
She says Doc, I want my slim hips so I'm a slim
skinned or black, baby I drop these
Boricua mommies screamin' "Aiy papi"
I love it when they call me Big Poppa
I only smoke blunts if they rolled propa
black highway down in Carolina
Black bird slippin' in a sky of blue
All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
All I'm thinkin' about is you, honey
All
It don't matter what they say
You can't be the Jack Johnson of today
Big Black Baby Jesus on the way
Come on, the Jesus of today
Come on...
Do it
Do
days he was called a
House nigga and that's what we call them today cause we
Still got some house niggas running around here
Yeah it's black
to our Mom
Unless she humiliated you, by your lack of success
Humiliated you, on every phone call
That's why I didn't call her but every two weeks
Yet you
.jpg/300px-Youth_of_Today_at_SO36_(2010).jpg "Youth of Today")
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