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    BIG BOI

    Sir Lucious Left Foot: The Son of Chico Dusty 2010 ©

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    With one stroke of the pen I tune in to your satellite radio
    or FM station; I've been patiently waitin, to weigh in
    Been under construction for two years
    But now it's 'bout that time I double-dutch my way in
    Left foot, right foot, steppin over biters
    It's like the game is haunted cause there's so many ghostwriters
    Me, see I'm a lifer with supply that may seem endless
    Straight rider like a biker on a chopper with a hitlist
    Witness, the nigga that spit that vicious
    Pitbull attack shit when it comes to this rap shit
    ... Daddy Fat Sax (bitch) follow us


    Follow us, now
    Try to all the way, now
    It's not another let, down
    Got somethin to say, right now


    I know some of y'all done wrote a nigga off
    Like the leases on these cars and these homes you niggaz thought
    you stayed in, with so many bosses why are they still
    layin niggaz off they job? Nigga for real
    Gon' give a nigga a gig then
    Help a brother get up out this pigpen
    But nobody wants to keep it pimpin or 110
    So with this pen I begin to illustrate from within, boy (boy)


    Paint a pretty picture like I'm chillin with my friends
    Everybody's got a pocket full of ends to spend


    See Picasso couldn't blend, put it all together or fit in
    I'm like a crocodile walkin 'round with alligator skin
    Yes I'm is, the product of the ghetto where I lived
    Call me Spongebob boy (boy) soaked up game as a little bitty kid
    And never been a lame, before the fame I was the shit
    And now I'm just Big, ya dig?




    Why don't you come and find out
    What this is all, about
    I, will only say this once
    So, come and follow us


    See we not even gonna play with 'em either
    We gon' la-la-lay it down every fuckin time we see 'em
    Make the club get crunk, yea, we them type of people
    But wait, it's not a sequel, no wait, it's BB's prequel
    The beginnin before the beginnin, spend it how you spend it
    Then, if you sell dope nigga stack it when you get it
    Can't trick it, or spend it until it's gone
    That's slippery business holmes, gon' get you a business loan
    C'mon!




    Now I lay you niggaz down
    You already sleep so bitch rest in eternal peace
    You still scared of the Boogeyman?
    I know you hatin but you know you was a 'Kast and a Goodie fan
    Ain't no night light, it's light's out
    I put these lyrics up your ass so far you never get the mic out
    I know who you wanna sound like
    With that Fruity Loop bullshit, fuck nigga night-night

    2010 ©


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