Lyrics:
I think it means, we're in trouble
Big trouble and
If he is as bananas as you say
I'm not taking any chances"
"You are just what the doc ordered"
I
a moving mouth
Big fat tyres and everything
I love it and I need it, I bleed it
Yeah, it turns me on
Alright, hold tight
I'm a highway star
I'm
pigs
Little handsome piggy wigs
For the big, bad the very big, very bad wolf
They did not give three figs
Number one was very gay
And he built his
Little handsome piggy wigs
For the big, bad the very big, very bad wolf
They did not give three figs
Number one was very gay
And he built his house with
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm
I'mma be a star, I'm the hottest by far
Man I hold it down but I don't settle
God flows right in me that's my mojo
Me and drama don't mix like coleslaw
Oh
Off to college full of knowledge I'm a pure holder
Stop by my moms to get full hold of
Another hug by my sister who I love
By my mom who still hustle
know we coming down and
A nigga feel so trilla
Cause I'm coming with Big Moe, my Key-C and Poyo
I even gotta tight foot from the playa Joe
Man let me get
know we coming down and
A nigga feel so trilla
Cause I'm coming with Big Moe, my Key-C and Poyo
I even gotta tight foot from the playa Joe
Man let me get
Comin' deep from the depths of hell
I'm dead serious, even though you see me smilin'
Rough enough to break New York from Long Island
We destroy
that was into me
We got intimate, and then I left and made them ignorant
I'm inconsiderate, don't give a fuck 'cause I'm belligerent (what else?)
of Partisans from… on each of those posts, those lampposts. There was a big sign, a big painting up on the wall, I think it was like a poster, just down by where
phone
And I accidentally answered
Oh well shit happens my
Lifestyle so fucking random
So if you just don't give a
Fuck then this your fucking anthem
Mix
a thing for a brother like me
Uncle Sam want to buy another missile (yep)
Strip Mix-a-Lot straight down to the gristle (mm)
I made a few mil'
another chance, even though I am the rapper
Steady on pace, that's no lie, he ain't one of dem, make room when he come by
Always on point like bullseye,
pop
Don’t go mix me up, no hot pot
Don’t go mix me up, no hot pot
It’s hard to see y’all in my box
It’s hard to see y’all in my box
Every moment in
beat's so crazy
Punks like you don't phase me
Big man, muscle in the window
Kickin' live in a four door Benzo
Ripped, with muscles I'm furious
Emcees
Jiga icy
Kereya
Kereya
Kereya
Kereya
Icy in the the block
Give me the story of love and the cross
Every know say na me be the boss
Every body know
frontin
They don't call me B.I.G. for nuttin, all of a sudden
Oh Biggie gimme one more chance
I got that good dick girl you didn't know
Oh Biggie
D?
She said, "You tried to play me
Like Big Dad-dy."
I said, "I know your Tribe,
I Called and re-Quested
For you to be manifested."
She said,
it back because i've been dealt a heavy hand
It's not weighing on me but I know I gotta give it back
The stars keep falling, stars keep shooting
Oh-oh
No, oh
Oh, woah
No
Here I am again, I'm back with another diary
It's hard to comprehend with the demon still inside of me
I'm hungry for that
Ain't nobody that's stopping me
I mean I really just want all the properties
I got em lining up, fans are so over the fake
So I'm here just to give em
Used me for attention but girl I don't save hoes
Pour another one, mix it with the faygo
If you say so
I'm a diamond in the rough, no this ain't the same
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