I the crib, they say "Breeze you ain't know?" I say "What?" "Big got popped in his Benzo!" I "Damn man, I'm riding in his Lexus" I'm 'bout to dump this nigga's in New Dimensions Get to the crib so I can call Big up And tell them the money man has slipped and got his cut And everything that we from the warehouse I heard somebody talkin' about it at the White Man I you said that this job was for me and you I ain't that Bill Clampett wanted some too
You tell his folks that I'm sorry 'bout that I'm 'bout to dip and see my up in, nah! Can't even tell you where I put my extra playa 'Cause them Red Dog police we homeboys tell everybody who owe us a dime It's the hoe round up yo' money time I got to have mine, I'm outta here a loss, come back up just like Coco Grier Ain't got to worry bout yo' partner gettin' like a lame It be over 'til that big girl from Decatur sang"
It won't be over till that big girl from Decatur East Pointe police don't a damn thang
Yeah, it be over, check this out Can you see I be hearin' Talkin' to when I sleep Peep this out real quick, We gets on beat and speak About that pimp shit, that walk with that limp That hemp Lookin' up in your I see a and a dim wit Lookin' to run up in my private Just you was the folks
a warrant to a baby daddy Who do come to quote? On a Tuesday, Fool's Day Don't get slippin' Leavin' the keys off in the Makin' me by suspicion Penny Pincher's tryin' to for ninety-six Buyin' another Fleetwood, took it So know in the mix I need to take my ass to the crib and the baby off
them niggas at the corner store Been at me for too long There've been like accidents on days are better than sober ones Don't be biased, but I know it has to So I put two in the sky to let know I'm babysittin' Y'all don't know about Big Boi 'Cause that nigga steady It ain't over, why that, why the bitch open her mouth up and sang, yeah
Took me a long time to get Long man I'm talkin' about and years Riding past funeral fields holdin' bodies of my If you don't yourself Now how the fuck you gonna How you to get paid? Niggas walk around, get shade tree ass ways Fuck a fade, let my hair
and forth like a see-saw Jumpin' Lily, to dad to get my goodie feel I'm broke in some old men Who'd them or would stop I'm droppin' lines for the big Sixteen is when I to dream It's I'm in your face Can you hear bitch screaming?
It won't be over till that big girl Decatur sang