Lyrics:
pettiness like lady's chatter
Seems to complicate the matter
I grit my teeth as my senses chatter
For nothing gets me much madder
As I leap out
For big
the Big Daddy brung ya
It's nothin but knowledge, I shall bring to you
And I'm not Mr. Rogers or Captain Kangaroo, but I know
"Children, children" Where we
reading
I'm here to explain the chain remain the same
Maintain for the brothers and sisters locked
[Chorus: x4]
The chain remains
That's right, you go ahead, I'll be a okay
'Cause I got Jose, Captain Morgan
Not to mention old George and Tammy, Loretta, Merle, Willie Nelson, Big John
Written by: James Ray, Montay Shine
West coast, East coast, Dirty south,
Protect me at all cost yeh yeh
Give me a couple months little by little Ima boss up
Myself can't even take belief
Of all the stuff I've been succeed
SE18 divided
By 3 that's 6 6 6 stuff
Back then I was weighing them
Risks cus laying them bricks
And making them big bucks
Doing up circuits lately
Ima turn that to some cash
Ima build a big wall and then Obama's gonna call
Good job Mr. Trump, You've really got the stuff
If I ever see the Trumpster
damn beat now all the money is mine
I carry big fat WIVES, I treat my girls like guys
Ask 'em "who do they love?" and they all say TIDE
I'm just
on this d
I need a better reason
I’m just a little nigga
In a big world
Fucked on his baby sister
Now she a big girl
I left some footprints
Taking big steps
band
I help these cowboys show their stuff all over this big wide land
My special skill is to turn a frown into a cheery smile
I do this with the songs I
motherfuckers running in and out of the crib
Doing drugs, selling drugs, all types of stuff
Meanwhile, I was just tryna keep it together
I was tryna make
You cats will go night night
For the right price
So I suggest you know respect
If you like life
Cause the white high how I made loochie
Them big rocks
You cats will go night night
For the right price
So I suggest you know respect
If you like life
Cause the white high how I made loochie
Them big rocks
bucks
But stuff like that was bringing you joy
Chilling the big boys and big toys
Living with the big noise and whip Royce
Til you realize all of that
We're one, two, three, four, five MC's
I'm Melle Mel and I rock it so well
And I'm Mr.Ness because I rock the best
Rahiem In All The Ladies' Dreams
Mask off
주인공 buff
K 힙합퍼가 주는 vaccine stuff
신약 party해 (지금)
네 머리에 memory해 (right now)
내가 원하는 것은
격리해제
우리가 원하는 것은
격리해제
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to the clerk
I hit the bank and pay cash to the clerk
R.I.P. to Big John I miss my uncle BJ
I call him James but Ganny say TJ
That's cuz he look just like Timmy
Written by Kevin Tyler Deane (Deane)
Superheroes ain’t real
[But you mean so much to me. But you mean so…]
Don’t lie to me
Don’t lie to me
Don’t
what you doin', true'n
No need no Dom P, no need no Crist'y
All you need is me, Hev D, naturally
Rough rider, "Mr. Big Stuff," up inside her
Multiple
the trust-fall game
Bleed myself dry just to get you by
I'll buy you stuff you want (one-sided!)
I don't need a thing, why do you feel like
I'm hiding something?
my Sister. I know she knows I miss her. She's been with him for years and yet I've still not met her Mr.
Ive still not met my Mrs and I've still not
switch up
Popping out you ain't gon' miss us
Growing up surrounded by mistrust
Big tonka, big trucks
Big stones, big stuff
Lifestyle huge, yeah, we only
Dogg like a retriever
I went up in this big fat bitch named Treva
She had a best friend with titties named Vanessa
She told me to undress her, yessir
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