we on it dog, ya know how it is We're with the illest and realest killers, we handle our biz Let's get it, rahh [Runt Dawg] Y'all hear that big trunk
as frozen foods with frost big friends Who all like 'em thin with icey rear-ends, nine outta ten get hit Seven outta nine givin' icey head in the icey whip School boy
just a sneaker pro I love pumas and shell toes (Big boy) but cant nothin compare to a fresh crispy white pair (big boy) [Chorus x2] Big boy.. Big boy.. Big boy
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
yo boy chose me And now he hollin', ?Hey lil' mama can u give me a sec? I got a lil' somethin', somethin' ?bout as big a yo leg? Dis nigga yawnin' while
It's Birdman baby Freezy you did the damn thing boy [Petey Pablo comes in] Yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Holla at ya boy, Birdman! Prrrrrrrrrr
a boy to approach me Your lame game, really insults me Your name is Too Short or shall I say 'Too Skinny' If size were money honey, you wouldn't have a penny Little boy
happnin'? (What?) Boom, bitch what's happnin'? Half step pussy ass nigga, why you lookin' at a nigga Like you wanna run one wit' me? I got my big gun
I'm named after 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
gotta sell sex, girl, it sells itself, Like nothing else Yeah I'm a country boy, but that big city bottom fill me up with joy Aint life grand (life'
sell ***, girl, it sell itself Like nothing else, yeah I'm a country boy But that big city bottom fill me up with joy Ain't life grand? Live it up daddy
) (Pitbull) Born, born n raised in the, born n raised in the (And when I ride, I ride for 305) Born n raised in the County of Dade (The Bottom, listen
] Half step pussy ass nigga Why you lookin' at a nigga like you wanna run one wit' me? I got my big gun wit' me don't feel like doofin' I feel like shootin
thang) Firr az that thang Firr az that thang I'm the big big kid, I'm doing big thangs Ain't what you call big headed but I got a big brain My lifestyle
ever knew what was getting sold Just so we can pay for videos 8R from the bottom we roll So when the checks came the first hundred bags got blown Shout at us boy
from him, her or dem I'll make a rude boy say rarr, I mean With or without the use of a skeng Remove you from your car, I mean Got a temper, its big
'm losin' control God, I'm old I ain't leavin' without you ***** Come here, home with me And my boy, and his boy, and his boy, and his girl, haha Nate
brain call it home work Niggas try hatin' on 'em but it dont work [Chorus] Alota shit done change New clothes new car new things Sayin boy they used to be at the bottom