Lyrics:
chest
And say mi put god first
Big move a mek youth watch yu flex tell me what next put God first
Although mi walk though the valley of the shadow
Wants to be touched
By the Gods of fame
Everyone in music
Will know her name
And she'll be a player in the hall of fame
She's wants be the next big thing
soul for the Hollywood dream
And he's gonna be next big thing, Yo
I don't want it normal i wanna live like them
I can wait no longer where should i find
she missed me, once she seen me with them milli's yeah
Now bad girls wanna kiss me yeah, they know I'm the next big thing yeah
And you know i'm finna
next to me
Most tense I've been by far (far)
But the scent of her big dick energy smelt so good
I wanna smoke that dick cigar
I said "hey how are you?
Well, I had two weeks of vacation time coming
After working all year down at Big Roy's Heating And Plumbing
So one night when my family the I were
Well, I had two weeks of vacation time coming
After working all year down at Big Roy's Heating And Plumbing
So one night when my family the I were
to stack doe
You be up one night next night you down low
No matter what get thrown stay strong and don't fold
Aim for big ass homes big rolls that don't fold
was by him
Whoever said big boys don't cry was lying
Yeah, cuz' i'm the biggest here
Wish that i could shed a tear
Took a trip up to a pier
Just so that
"Hurry up
Slide with us"
But the cops were outside, stopped her
Detained me found some coke in her purse
Motherfuckers blame me
Next thing you know, I'm in
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
chick that you've seen this far
Brothers make a wish when they see this star
Big money be the cliff, down there we get off
By your own bottle, don't
by my aim (aim aim)
She just know me by my aim (aim aim)
Replenish my sins repeat then repin
Next chick buddy list gotta sleep
On the tricks
big head
so thats why
i'm running on by
I'm Out of time from that metor-rite
A t-rex
i don't know whats next
with my long legs
and my big head
So
Camouflage
Things are never quite the way they seem
Whoa Camouflage
This was an awfully big marine
So next time you're in a jungle fight
And you feel
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
the past and how things used to be
(Word)
You know
Big man Uneek is here, my man Master Ice, you know
Ehm
Yo Ice, won't you, you know
Talk a little bit
lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't
(Everything Foreign)
I know you don't do one night stands
So I'm the closest thing
Now can we fuck and still be friends, though?
And if you
grows in Pennsylvania
I know she's from Jersey
These are the slavery chords I was taught by my grandmother
The things she whispered in my ear
She taught
everything we saw on the menu
And you know damn well I couldn't afford what I ate
Next thing you know yo, "THERE'S A ROACH ON THE PLATE!"
Brother made a scene,
robbed of
Quantify my love, is it big is it enough?
Is it more than what you had when we were living in the slums?
If you weigh it by the ton, can you buy
Big feet, I know that I am a clown
I know you'll be laughing with me next time around
I'll wear all black
Carry a notebook to write my evil thoughts
thing in my life that doesn't feel like a mistake
Got home late again, I know I fucked up big
She ain't responding to my texts, I know I fucked up big
Discuss these next big thing by christina aguilera Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In