See that big blue note, over there on the counter? You don't wanna read that thing, man, it's a real get-you-downer But don't you dare say nothin' else
Bad Boy in' the house for the '95 Big shout out to my man Mel Smith My man Don Cee San in' the house What's up Michelle Ray, what's up boo? Sick of mama
up in this bitch in an MCM suit 38 snub in my MCM boots Young what you smoking on I call it 6 c-notes got it on the westside, cost me 6 c-notes nigga
Even when we used to take Even when we used to take Even when we used to take Even when we used to take Leaving out a note for, get out of the way
fucking to strawberry letter 23 Now we're both laughing (Bitch) Maybe I'll blow you Whatever kind of kisses you want Because you've got so much in common With my big
mess again Hey Floyd, you gotta learn how to break the chain Oh, yeah There's a night train to your heartbreak, get on It's the big time, that's been driving you on Note
it feel like the sky low Ya'll boys just a bunch of pussy cats milo Money is the song, pockets on high note Do ra me faso I rock like a fossil, big ball
use my straits, keepin' food on my table My car note's overdue, the bank's talkin' repo Gotta take my girl to the matinee show I'm makin' sure she takes a purse big
use my strats, keepin' food on my table My car note overdue, the bank's talkin' repo Gotta take my girl to the matinee show I'm makin' sure she takes a purse big
I am everywhere that you wish you could be Somebody somewhere just really understood me Yeah, I dream big, no false hope My other niggas move keys, no off notes
in your God damn bank roll nigga nigga anytime you want to nigga I match my change to your muthafucking dollars see who come up first know what I'm saying Big
rompe la discoteca mai Oh Oh Oh aqui nadie dira nada Oh Oh Oh rompe la discoteca mai Oh Oh Oh aqui nadie dira nada.. You know men The big boss Daddy
?m Tune?, salt in the wound I?m up in this bitch, pardon the goons Throw dirt on the floor and get caught in the broom I like a big wet p-ssy with a fork
Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh [Lil Wayne] Talk stupid get ya head popped I got that Esther, bitch I'm red fox Big bee's, Red Sox I get money to kill time, big
up and cock it, and hit them niggas where it hurts If I die today, remember me like John Lennon Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh Big
come on my radio some are fast and some are slow some about sunshine some about rain but to this old heart they sound the same even though love notes
Everybody's building the big ships and the boats Some are building monuments, others jotting down notes Everybody's in despair, every girl and boy But
Wake up in the morning in the moonlight grey We got dirt to break, we got a note to pay Gonna plow, plow to the end of the row Wake up in the morning
