I call the crib, say "Breeze you ain't know?" I say "What?" "Big Time got in his Benzo!" I said "Damn man, I'm in his Lexus" I'm 'bout to dump nigga's shit in New Dimensions Get to the so I can call Big Slate up And tell them the money man has slipped and got his cut And that we took from the warehouse I heard talkin' about it at the White House Man I thought you said this job was for me and you I ain't know that 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 I put my extra playa card 'Cause them Red Dog police know we Just everybody who owe us a dime It's the great hoe round up yo' time I got to have mine, then I'm outta Take a loss, come back up just like Grier Ain't got to worry bout yo' partner gettin' caught like a It won't be over 'til big girl from Decatur sang"
It won't be over till that big from Decatur sang East police don't know a damn thang
Yeah, it be over, check this out Can you see what I be Talkin' to spirits I sleep Peep out real quick, slick We gets on beat and speak that pimp shit, that walk with that limp shit That hemp Lookin' up in face I see a and a dim wit Lookin' to run up in my home Just you was the folks
Servin' a warrant to a baby Who do come to quote? On a Tuesday, Fool's Day Don't get slippin' the keys off in the ignition Makin' me by suspicion Penny Pincher's tryin' to for ninety-six Buyin' another Fleetwood, Diamond it So we's in the mix I to take my ass to the crib and drop the baby off
them niggas at the corner store Been at me for too long There've been like on highways High days are better 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 nigga steady dippin' It over, why that, why that Till the open her mouth up and sang, yeah
Took me a time to get here Long man I'm about years and years past funeral fields holdin' bodies of my peers If you educate yourself Now how the fuck you understand How you to get paid? Niggas walk around, get with tree ass ways a fade, let my hair drag
Back and forth like a Jumpin' Lily, to dad to get my goodie feel I'm broke in like old men Who'd them or would stop I'm droppin' for the big plot is when I started to dream It's ninety-six I'm in face Can you hear that screaming?
It won't be over till that big girl Decatur sang