we just twistin' From another dimension, did I mention That funky, that's the only way we know how to get niggas Rhymes belimminent like a partial scholarship But my style's so heavy
when Lil' Keke got the trees lit Tiltin the bumper kit, I'm flippin with the screens lit Ridin with the Big Dogg, we (Breakin 'em off) Sippin the stuff
's take a look at it) Don't be SO hard to get, oh, yeah (When you ask such a big question then you're lookin for some big answers) Baby, I know you're
Ego trip, ego trip) Mercy (Ego trip, ego trip) Mercy Aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah Yep, yep, big trucker
'll crush you haters Prepare for the rough stuff, Terminator, X-terminator Heavy grit on your turntables Heavy grit, heavy grit Heavy grit on your turntables Heavy grit, heavy grit Heavy
whassup gurl?) D-Shot (D-Shot?) B-Legit up in this (Yo, E-Feezee main) Young Muggzy, Keveo (You know) Tap that ass Celly Cell (Whassup? Whassup?) My Big Bone Tyrone (Big
daisies But, hey diddle diddle, I won't play second fiddle To no man and stand firm on this And seal up on the bliss with a big juicy kiss Just call me Big
min han toon ran toon nan toon fram Good concience: No no no! Jeff simmons: Man! this stuff is great! it's just as if donovan himself had appeared
is MIGHTY LITTLE) He's a good hoss Even though He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or Blanket on anyway He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
the world we do it big, you know what's happenin' Like the way you work it, baby, so sexy It's all good, gimme *** on your knees Can I hit that ***, baby? Yo, you know what's happenin' Big
Black Sox Drillin' 'em, killin 'em, if we ain't feelin' 'em nigga If sticky Fingaz need some music, straight stealin' it nigga Shinin' in big trucks, big
and Blacksox Drillin 'em killin 'em if we ain't feelin 'em nigga If Sticky Fingaz need some music straight stealin it nigga Shinin, in big trucks, big
Banks been blowin' on purple stuff before that fat nigga Henny's make dollars, and dollars make death threats I'm doin' remixes to bulletproof the Lex next Duck nigga, everdays war I'm heavy
Heavy D in the house And we're definitely chillin' on the lifted tip So bust the spit out, aha Flim flam flim, lick my big black stuff Plus I kick a
plaques Keep the gold ones in the back 'cause I'm ashamed of that Now I lounge in the sticks dime piece on my hip And I've been doing that since big stuff
she winked at Big Stuff How you doin', papa? I'm just chillin', mama Loungin' smokin' on your Cubana Si, D, first name Heavy She started rubbin' on
get (Let's take a look at it) Don't be SO hard to get, oh, yeah (When you ask such a big question then you're lookin for some big answers) Baby, I know
m doin my thing, kid (Yo, what kinda flavor is that, man? I want the new stuff, man) Hey yo, I'm doin my thing, kid (The hardcore, gimme the hardcore stuff