This is the season when, this is the season when everybody's leaving Take the push into the great unknown With all the strangers who were lost on their own This is the season
And hire myself I admire myself, with a set of Slabs, salute All courtisey of my underground, mass of loot It don't matter what it cost, just grab some
you see me Bigg Gipp Steppin Out I'm the king to the city [Chorus: Sleepy Brown] [Verse 3: Big Gipp] No matter the cost still floss ross Post up charlie
Cue, I Gotta Transform So I Cud Come With W/E She Wants Shes Already Flossed And Glossed Charmed Like The 4 Seas Cant Imagine What Her Closet Will Cost