Lyrics:
the spots with the burglar bars
Still keep the choppas by the door (by the door)
B-I-G, put your bottles and your buss downs up
If you fuck with Big Sno
in shows
And I’m a fly nigga, might step out in a robe
Niggas know how I come through like Hov
Like BIG and I see y’all on that DVD
I’m on MTV, 'cause
poetic genius
My thread of conscious
Handcrafted by the hands of a seamstress
Black atom, my mathematics
Defines quantum physics
This is gold metal rap
I
of bitches
Hoover street nifty-fifty business
In my bitch whip with my L suspended
Big Pimpin’ misleading women
Extra innings being good at pitching
Blue
on smoke
On CDS DVD's too
I'm on PCs MP3s too
And vocals bang bet speakers blew
Still ok smoke
I ain't gotta gun but know I've been gun range
Manna
shit cuz I knew that I would one day be dis big
And know dat you didnt believe in da kid doubted and truly I needed that shit
She doubting dat dick
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
the song
Presented by Surf
U Need Inspiration Or Nothin
줄여서 U.N.I.O.N
Muses
you please, text the cheap phone
Big big plays, comin' out the cheap phone
(We got big big plays, we got big big plays, yeah)
Ayy, all my plays
beeped twice
Jumped out the whip like I was the police
Didn't have a gun, but my wrist said freeze
Got Friday on a DVD
She's a baller and I'm
but my wrist said freeze
Got Friday on a DVD
She's a baller and I'm a baller
Wha-what?
[Chorus]
To all my hot girls
Livin' fiesta
To all my hot
NORE, we like Fox and Jig, Lil Kim and Big
Whitny and Bobby, the police and Rodny
It's only Coke sails that make
Niggas try to rob me
So much ice,
of faces
Them others you can get across
It's a big turn on when you tell them off
Just give me the word and I set it up
Yeah these other n**gas wanna get it
in the game, no one stoppin' me yet
The flow is insane, I'll demolish your rep
With just the flows I create off the top of my head
I chose to be great;
Athlete turned-actor, it must come as a shock
To be this big and still
Get overshadowed by The Rock
You take credit for "Despacito
" that's just silly
It's
were apart
Know I'm always in the studio
But I just wanted you to know
I can't wait to come home to you
I hope one day I make it big (oh, yeah, yeah)
Not
Never make it to the end
They all just pretend
I'll stay out your way
I'm still tryna figure my life out again
Just to keep it a buck
But I deal by
madness thats called having a muse
When you fall in love with sadness thats a muse times two
When you fall in love with death that's a muse cubed
You're all
yeah)
What time we takin' off today? My type of stress (stress)
I send them boys by, but surprise they gon' collect (ooh, yeah)
Ain't seen your ass in
titties if you love Big Poppa
Gotcha open off the words I say because
(This type of shit, it happens every day) Check it out, uh
Now who smoke more
titties if you love Big Poppa
Gotcha open off the words I say because
(This type of shit, it happens every day) Check it out, uh
Now who smoke more
my thrifted Js
Years passed me by
Nothing came my way
Except failed business plans every night and day
Stuck in a four by eight
Making beats all day
met you this week
Okay (K) than I, fast forward and then the day went by
No Jays (J) on feet, amazing sky, it was about 5:15
We were in line for
[PC Speaker]
Fuck the M-P-double-A comin' straight out the underground
A young pirate got it bad cause I'm down,
Loadin' DVDs like a motherfuckin'
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