Lyrics:
them biscuits
Put hungry dogs in the kitchen
Will they eat the kittens
Do you hear me or you listen?
It's a big difference
Do you catch the line
What yours is mine for a dollar sign
I blame the grind, I was outta line
I'm reminiscing on what niggas did
For big rewards, you took a bigger risk
(What?)
Ice blue cool, top lip frostbit (Frostbit)
The soundbite Clark Gable on my cable bill
(Damn)
Bill Cosby on my couch out in Nashville
(Tenessee)
Plum
blues
All I can do is disconnect from 'em
Hey, hey
And the bills keep comin'
I like to watch 'em change colors
The pink, yellow, blues
All I can do is
on the line, It's a crime, little man's flick
It's a big man's dick, on some big norse shit
Kick back this hat, and I chomp this bit
Throw back and blast all
I prolly fuck more bitches from
St louis than you did!
I still remember when Bill
Collector knot grew big
But fuck ya little brother bitch
If I get
Put hungry dogs in the kitchen, will they eat the kittens?
Do you hear me, are you listening? It's a big difference
Do you catch the lines
so, he so tough yeah
And his first name Dolla
Last name Bill
Always keep it a hundred
He know what's real
And I always keep him on me
Cause he's a big
they know and shit
And on that note, I keep it G
Like track four, "Kick in the Door" by Notorious B.I.G.
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I
sure had a whole lot of fun
Down at Little Joe and Big Bill's
Dance hall and sugar hill, barbecue emporium
Down to Little Joe and Big Bill's
Dance
of revelations
In an arbor by the side of the road
Old brush arbors by the side of the road
Where a sinner could lay down his heavy load
It was in those old brush
goals by hidin in the muck
So I try to continue workin for big bucks
This is my world and it feels fucked up
Always got a twirl in my brain, fucked up
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
that a shame
Bill Bailey won't you please come home.
Bill drove by that door
In an automobile,
A great big diamond, coach and footman
Hear that
studied the lines on my face
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the lace
Of my shoe tangled up in blue
She lit a burner
to be their will, pointing out thugs blue's trigger happy still
Roselle dripping with guilt from the blood that he spilt got leave and paid bills
Bills
Slide on a hoe like Kill Bill
Niggas head swole I'm still real, aye
Big dog shit no kids meal
Tryna sign a big deal
Roll 'round in big wheels
Treat
that a shame
Bill Bailey won't you please come home.
Bill drove by that door
In an automobile,
A great big diamond, coach and footman
Hear that
Headhunters get brains
Big thangs
Give niggas shitstains
The shit, man
And don't you forget, man.
Security pat downs
I'm a star, motherfucker
I been put'
dozen machetes bought from flea markets silently run by the fruiterers, silently run by the butchers, silently run by farmers, silently run by the blue
1-0-1-7 (poppin')
BigWalkDog
BigWalkDog
Big 1-0-1-7 (ayy)
Hey
Hey, hey, hey
When you poppin', every time you move, you gotta move with
me the gold plaques
Fuck them blue bills, I need gold stacks
Business expense on weed, I pay no tax yeah, I care about money I don't care about hoes
Ay
that a shame
Bill Bailey won't you please come home.
Bill drove by that door
In an automobile,
A great big diamond, coach and footman
Hear that
that a shame
Bill Bailey won't you please come home.
Bill drove by that door
In an automobile,
A great big diamond, coach and footman
Hear that
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