Verse 3: Elephant Man] Elephant man the Dapper and Mr. flamez the Big Pappa mek girl sit down ina me lappa Elephant the Dapper and Mr.Flamez the Big
'm a motherfuckin' master [Chorus] [Verse 3] [Kid Ice] We're the first motherfuckers in the bass game Respect is due when you mention our name Representin' the South with the bottom-boy
rubber grip I'm a boss, but niggas never show no respect I catch 'em slippin', I have 'em tongue kissin' my tec Wanna come test me, pussy boy don't try
style boy you know what I'm sayin? [50 Cent] R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal If
not mine Lend me some fresh air I don't want to be adored for what I merely represent to you I don't want to be your babysitter You're a very big boy
they see you rollin' impala's around (I got a Soldier!) Wit the top down feeling the sounds Quakin' and vibratin' your thighs ridin' harder than guys Wit the chrome wheels at the bottom
: That Charlie Sedarka was a-playing the piano like he was pawing a dirty book He bit a hole in his big bottom lip and gave his very best little boy
God, come one [Eminem makes noises] I ain't leavin' without you bitch Coming home with me And my boy, and his boy, and his boy, and his gurl haha
in hundred-degree saunas You can act a fool if you wanna (bitch) It's this lyrical piranha Strapped with a grenade In the pool with your mama Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
lyin somewhere about a million miles from Meridian. She said there's not much hope for a red dirt girl Somewhere out there is a great big world Thats
: If you got a Cadil-lac, boy, And a forty room shack, boy A bucket full of money And a tree full of honey But if you're gettin' no huggin' No smoochin
might just get yo ass kick bottom of the hill shooting hoop sun valley Nigga wana jump me and take my starter jacket 13 years old but my big bruh packin
a fusille (hen hen hen hen) Sape comme le keuf des Y.M.C.A ! A base de cuirs serres, a l'epoque banal, Et des bottes comme celles de Francis Lalanne
is hollow Now this here, is hard to swallow But if you do it's like hittin the lotto Little nigga with big bravado Hit the throttle niggaz hit the bottle
to bring her ass out the house cause your daughter's known, for givin up the nappy dug out [Chorus: repeat 2X] "I got a big old ding-a-ling, and if
side to side, right do it for me- uh Chea You would think I was on roids I been hittin so long and I'm a big headed boy Na we ain't on HGH Though I might
the hood could swallow a man, bullets'll follow a man There's so much coke that you could run the slalom And cops comb the shit top to bottom They say
away (c'mon Jay) [Jay-Z] I pull up with the big boy truck, nigga big boy drop We be the only big boys that the big boys watch Sing to 'em Kelly [R]
