Lyrics:
Little brown-skinned lady bout five feet tall, Big Mama
[Chorus]
Early one Sunday morning
Breakfast was on the table (you gave me unconditional love)
Yes sir, ooh
People, this is Weezy Wee (I let 'em know)
I love myself
I love what I am
I love who I is
I love Weezy
Your girl, your man, your
her topless rollem up fruit by the foot she a Haitian beauty yo bitch sour Milk on GOD feel us this psychoactive Adderall and liqour
Pistel packin
You don't like how I'm livin well fuck you
This is a gang, and I'm in it
My man Dre'll fuck you up in a minute
With a right left, right left you
You don't like how I'm livin well fuck you
This is a gang, and I'm in it
My man Dre'll fuck you up in a minute
With a right left, right left you
me of nic nacs
And I need more bands need big racks because big stacks make me happy
And I swear these man are shit, no wonder they wearing nappies
My
nasaw
And all you got's two
Well a five foot gimme
Make a man out of you
Well I got my dreams
And they just don't stop
Well a big man, big shot
and those
Word to hispanics, 'atics
Rollin nappies and Caddy classes (yeah)
Gettin harassed them by them bastards
[Professor]
Hey yo, I see your color
Go on then kiss my black foot, go on then
Yo, signed up to the gym 'cause I heard
Man are looking for me and my mates
After I’m done with pumping
bound the musket beside her
With the barrel beneath her breast
Now keep good watch and they kissed her
She heard the dead man say
"oh look for me by
you hear me?)
Call me in the morning (yo)
Listen up lil' man, they call me Big Chip man, North London
I have fun with it, zoots and
London make
hold on for a second
Yo, man, you see shorty right there (look at shorty right there)
Yo, I'mma call you back in a second, aight?
[Streetlife]
Yo,
Lyrics:
[Intro: Jigitz, Angie Brown]
Yeah, maybe turn it up a little bit louder
Yeah I hear that
And then
I - I - I don't - I don't mean
Alright,
let that blue flag hang
So watch Scoob do it, I'mma let the brown rag swang
Middle deuce to it, boy that's just a five six thang
Now SWHOOP! WHOOP!
big shake like JELLO JELLO
That silk brown skin peng ting BUENO BUENO
Yeah you know I'm on my grind
See you mad I'm hella fine
I slide thru and when
Mmm say baby, you got some fries to go with that shake
Ay what are you man Yo man, that is no way to talk to a woman man
Man I been talkin to girls,
i'm like a dead end
You can't get nothing by me (Stop it)
I'm Nino Man, I keep shooters behind me
They knew how I was comin'
Already when 'Kiss signed
ride for this shit
With my nappy curls, brown skin and pure heart
As a black man, I’ll deliver you true art
With integrity, showcasing black
or you disagree
It's a big ting, it's a big ting
In the world we live in but
All I know is not matter what, I know seh I'm a man
You know I mean?
but thanks to all the haters
I know G-IV pilots on a first name basis
In your city faded off the brown, Nino
She insists she got more class, we know
the flow
(Let’s get this paper)
Hustle hard, grind slow you gon’ see that glow (Ay you gon’ see that glow)
Life’s great, pockets straight with a nappy fro
Mmm say baby, you got some fries to go with that shake
Ay what are you man Yo man, that is no way to talk to a woman man
Man I been talkin to girls,
look at this! I got it right over her
Ere! see it? my big, brown, briefcase! my briefcase! it's big, harry! it's full of business papers...from my
And that's not a possibility cause
You big plastic girl
I'mma big boss man
I like old model cars and big sedans
You like two doors
Frontin' their
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