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[Joe Budden]
Okay Thugs...
It's...It's...It's (What?)
It's that on Top Music

[Chorus]
You had to be a big Shot, Didn't Ya'?
Had to open up Ya' Mouth

Good Thing We're Rappin'

Digital Underground

Sons of the P

1991

leaf suit
With my five hundred dollar brown knee-high Ballsy

Wes said, "It's pimpin' how you wear 'em outside ya pants
And by the way my ham sandwichs

Tomb of the Boom

OutKast

Speakerboxxx/The Love Below

2003

slang shots
Hit G spots by giving hoes back shots
I'm a young country boy, long socks with flip flops
But I pull up on your block in the 500 Benz drop

Hold 'em down, hold 'em up, yo

It's gonna be a killin' after midnight
Niggas gettin' reday for the big fight
You could say this one's a murder by

pissed like you wantin' to wreck
Run down, man down, ah man
Niggas drill holes with the tech
Boy better get your little ass some respect
Big timb boots

brown
Zone out, turn the lights off
Ant boogie, what up? Uh-huh

In the crib, with my wiz, getting my grown man on
Listening to classic soul, with

It really don't matter to me
'Cause I'm green leafin'
Big chiefin'
I'm making my thang
To blaze
Who the lover to this game
And man I'm not ever gonna

Big Dupree

Bobby Bare

Bare

1978

up for all the town to see
That the man who puts his hand upon the hand of Hoddy Holly
Will feel the heavy hand of Big Dupree

But that dangerous

a hit on yo mans cause you know how I'm coming and you know that my check Right
Just make sure you sponsor by geico or whatever cause yo know that that

Let me talk to ya
Ok
Yea
Ok
Yeah
Imma get started right where we left off
She got me high so high gotta prepare for lift off
She mighty fine brown

This last joint we gon' call Conversations
Original produced by DJ Pain, big up bro
So when I sat down to write this joint
I thought about all

let's fly by where them niggaz laying homie

Willie will where you been
What's good with cha
Dodging traps laying back im good nigga 
Heard you ain't been

Man that boy can't fight he don't want no smoke
C'mon bruh
No smoke
Damn
K-M-Y
S-N-I
C-K
F-O
L-E-Y
Call me the Count of Monte Cristo. Fade me? That's

cook em
Wita micro dose wave of my wave I just nuke'em
Shit is crucial
This is all truth
I catch these rappers big dreamin
On they Martin Luth, off

makin'
And once I break then I'ma show my peeps that I'm not fakin'
See my man Pop or Die from the block
Niggas wearin' [Incomprehensible] reverse
As we

polished
I put it on wax 
Any nigga that know me can tell you right that it's facts 
I'm on my solo tip 
I been thinking bout big business 
I talk my shit

talking big business
So if The Chef leave
It's hit ya mans and fuck your Mrs.
Cuz if niggas try and cross me on some A.I. shit
Then The Chef is at ya shawty

semester I swear I burnt too many bridges 

When’s graduation man I’m sick and tired of you n***** 

I see the bigger picture but i ain’t getting close 

I

I mean, that type of green can even be seen by the blind
To be real it’s a dangerous climb up the mountain of mula thats filled with traps and boobies

around 
Fuck a bitch to some DIO
She headbangin 
Hangin on dick by deep throat
I'm splashin, in water 
I'm crashin Debo
Bruises on her look so fashionable

talking big business
So if The Chef leave
It's hit ya mans and fuck your Mrs
Cuz if niggas try and cross me on some A.I. shit
Then The Chef is at ya shawty

Always moving like the river flowing
Unto the next big thing
Only you know what the L.O.A. will bring (Law of Attraction)
'Cause if you build it, it will

thoughts
I be on the griz
Till i'm on the Forbes
Yo, till I'm in the big leagues balling all day
Can't let these little niggies get in my way
Never let

Alright, let's do it again
Man, is this for the radio here? Word
I guess we got to do it like this. Check me out right here
Now I'm a big body