' my mans, motivated my team Ced said, "Look, my niggas, we got a foot in" Bein' good is good, that'll get you Drew Gooden But me, I want Jordan numbers, LeBron footin
(Background Ad-Libs) Yea. yea..yea Aint nothing... to the next life Fool aint nothing changed Roll something up mama We fucked up Make sure of it .. (
ear hole Hey, hey, oh, Lord Big foot music I'm gonna be good to you Big foot music Good to your mama too Big foot music Music that will blow your mind Big foot
dough Shout out to the O Yeah lemme buck town My n-ggas don't play round Y'all n-ggas get no shine till I say it's okay now I'ma big dog, K-9 Droptop,
I'm stupid My crew is mad deep, I hope you niggas sleep I throw a bomb through you window Burn you up and your hoe I catch your mama going to therapy
Do it in the dark, wake up in Milan Bet you ain't ever seen this before, 40 foot Ceilings with the crystal walls. Whatchu waiting for, mama take
look like peanuts Your mama's one of my favorite sluts She likes licking from the back of my balls To the tip of my dick with one big lick She calls me her big
O', hunk O', hunk O' love will do Just a big-a big-a big-a hunk O' love will do Just a big-a big-a big-a hunk O' love will do Just a big-a big-a big-
, 'lil' mama shit 'Lil' mama thick and my time is slim Come 'bout thirty minutes after I put the condom in I'm gettin' to the dough Louie on my foot
break ya ankles We be the shit out of me Gonna break ya ankles This a boy, this thang slap I brought the whole hood with me, brought the whole trap Mama
jane fonda eating mr. softies in the shade a big fat mama in a thong and a college girl with nothing on share a laugh over a lemonade seven foot trannies
There's a big black train I've been hearing all my life Every night, at sundown I hear its lonesome cry When I look through the screen door I see a rocking
my jimmy hurt [Inspectah Deck] Nah, shorty right there, the amazon Six foot three, with the glasses on, built for a marathon [Streetlife] Look at shorty right there with the big
middle But where would you be without all of that attention You'd die, I'd die, we'd die wouldn't we (Well wouldn't we) Big, big, star Should go far
but where Would you be without all of that attention? You'd die, I'd die, we'd die wouldn't we (Well, wouldn't we?) Big, big, star, should go far Talk
's, I mean my flows You dress different round then me I'ma clean your nose Step into the line of fire hide the [Incomprehensible] Compared to big foot
i`m goin` Bags are packed, hundred bucks in my pocket Rabbit`s foot? yeah i got it I`m all set, it`s all or nothin` Don`t worry bout me, mama don`t
Intro (Lil? Mama) When you hear Left Eye When you hear Lil? Mama (Shake it down now) You know it?s time to get busy So it ain?t really much too talk about