Lyrics:
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
wreck one more, so we can hit the store
Cause it be goin down for the boy D-mo
(Big Moe)
Its that nigga, nigga named M-o-e
I represent that Southside,
when you hear a piggy die
I might choose a gun (no)
I might choose an axe (yes)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks
Three little
me you know
He got into the oven on his own, I fear
Little brother
When you take the world by storm
Little brother
Keep your nose out of where it
hear you say it oh one more time with me)
Living just a little (I'm in misery)
Laughing just a little (one day I'll be free)
Ain't easy (I'll be
myself up piece by piece
Little do you know I, need a little more time
Yeah, yeah, y'all can never know what it mean to me
All the things that I do,
snuggle on the porch by the pale moon light
A little bit of me and you doin' alright
A little bit of life
A little bit of tractor
A little bit of farm
it
What you waitin' for?
Do it, (you know we) do it, (you know we) do it
Let me hear ya say big shit poppin' and little shit stoppin'
Big shit
I'm stuffed with pastries and drunk with power
Now they're puttin' up my statue by the Eiffel Tower
A little more to the left, boys, a little more
For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park
hear you say it oh one more time with me)
Living just a little (I'm in misery)
Laughing just a little (one day I'll be free)
Ain't easy (I'll be
Witnesses
Older cats mack, roll with young godz that got the guns
Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run
Or get stung by the killer bee stinga from
must
You can kiss, girl, if you must
What you'll see day by day
All the realness in your way
And you're a big girl now
No more daddy's little girl
And all I need is just, is
Just a little more time, a little bit
I said a little more love
A little bit more sunshine
Just a little more would be
waitin' for?
Do it, you know we do it, you know we do it
Hey, hey, hey, big shit poppin' and little things stoppin'
Big shit poppin' and little things
And he didn't smoke
And he didn't even cuss
You'd see him now and then
With a bunch of men
Hanging around the scene
And I know I would have liked him more
Each time you come, you leave a little sorrow
You're like that big, big storm that tore the town apart
Left everyone trying to console their aching
Yeah
Man, we got all the sticks niggas!
Little nigga!
We got the sticks, we got the choppers
My niggas is monsters
Don't fuck with coppers!
Have you
a pair of short shorts
And buddy she was looking good
I got what I want I'll never ask for more
When I fell in love with the pretty little girl next
Oye!
Let me get a little more chamoy
Oye!
[VERSE 3: CRIS G]
Uh-huh, yeah
Just by the way that I talk and I walk
You know I got the sauce
The way that
it goes
Cause I just wanna take a little time to show you where I'm from (Where I'm from)
A little beach town, in the hood on the WEST, called Oxnard
here
Whoa, whoa, everybody's dreaming big
Whoa, whoa, everybody's just getting by
That's how it goes in every day America
A little town with a great big
a ship, I could not reach her shore
We're all just dancers on the devil's dance floor
Well, swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing
a ship, I could not reach her shore
We're all just dancers on the devil's dance floor
Well, swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing
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