Lyrics:
shit, its floppin like Nemo
Guess all that you finding is deficits
I'll go ahead address the elephant
Room for us?, not by my estimate
Now that I'm here,
I'm from a small hood and we big on respect
You get your money up, you go big on your neck
Hit the dealership and go big on the Vette
By any means,
A country boy like me don't ever get no uptown lovin'
She's Sweet, she's got 'em melting in her hand
Whoever gets a taste of that cup of sugar
Sure is
the reaper hugs
And as a kid he never took crap from no one
Mud on his face, such a disgrace
Cussin at grown-ups
Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
Playin'
away
But you're hooked
Hooked
Know what I'm sayin', you're hooked, hooked
[Verse 2]
Yo, Get tough was your new campaign
Cryin' over a girl, boy, you're
communicating, go back to the start
You can say I'm rude, but you care 'bout them stupid charts
I don't need you or somebody
I'm too busy lovin' myself
Oh my, boy
to keep the D up inside 'em now
So many girls off up in the mall boy a nigga be in the club (oh!)
Soon as one of them walk by me and I be like, "Yo whats
keep a "blucka-blucka"
Hit 'em all week
Give me the keys to the bubble
I'm on y'all street
And watch it go up in flames boy
Blow up tha game boy throw up
position of number 19. Hmmm... Not alot of
people remember that. But, I do! Cause I played on them! Hah! Si! Now look, Murders in the Rue.... Oh by
the way,
woah yeah, that they all envy me
'Cause you're my lovin' baby, you belong to me
That's the way it was meant to be, woah yeah, my baby
Oh well, now I
think it's fair, you walk by
And pretend I'm not there, boy don't you know
What you're puttin' me through
And just how long I've been wantin' you
that
Fugaze y'all rap, who gave y'all that?
New wave of muzak that you're all lovin'
Got your broads on my balls huggin'
Even my next-of-kin's famous
Respected by my peers from Drizzy
To Cole to Kenny
Thank you for the love and inspiration plenty
Yeah, I'm loved by many
And only hated by a little
Now I
leader
You're not a believer, suck a big dick
When I fly, it's one letter and one number
You act hoes could get hot for one summer
After that
With a big ole shotgun too
Lovin' situtation look mighty poor
So if'in you're really wonderin' what I'm doin' in yourbackyard
I told you ,Baby, I'd
her ever-lovin' light on me.
When you gets up in the morning, when that big bell ring.
You go marching to the table, you meet the same old thing.
Knife
and humble
And also give me power to face any obstacle
G-Boy – [Corro]
Yeah... Oh, big dreams
Oh
Big dreams that I'm having now
(Having now)
Fly chicks man
Uh wassup show these niggas how
The west was won
Yeah if you don't know my name by now
Just call me any rapper, could get it
Any month, any week,
of the
hunters...
And, of course, as always, the part of Bob the Janitor is played by the
accordion.
Well, that's it for the introductions. And now, the story.
Welcome to Rap City, it's your boy Big Tigger and I'm
Happy to introduce my guest, Mr. Busta Rhymes
It's Busta Bus, you know the god you trust,
something good
But I shoulda had another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walking by you, boy, don't you even speak
Pretend you on the sofa and I'm
back when, no tips I was workin' servin
Ain't like back then, now they say I look better in person
I'm a toonami kid I was raised by the internet
Her
Hit-Boy on a hit boy
You turned up and I'mma bring the action
When you hear this in the club
You're gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch)
You're gonna
keep it moving (big boy)
You know they're taking shots at you
"Cause you're an animal, oh
Candy-coated whip, runnin' over candy coated rappers (Vroom!)
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