I call the crib, they say "Breeze you know?" I say "What?" "Big Time got 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 Big Slate up And tell the money man has slipped and got his throat cut And everything that we took from the I heard somebody talkin' it at the White House Man I thought you that this job was for me and you I ain't know that Bill wanted some too
You tell his that I'm sorry 'bout that Lexus I'm 'bout to dip and see my up in, nah! even tell you where I put my extra playa card 'Cause them Red Dog know we homeboys Just tell who owe us a dime It's the hoe round up yo' money time I got to mine, then I'm outta here Take a loss, back up just like Coco Grier Ain't got to worry bout yo' partner gettin' caught a lame It won't be over 'til that big from Decatur sang"
It won't be over that big girl from Decatur sang East Pointe police don't a damn thang
Yeah, it be over, check this out Can you see what I be Talkin' to spirits I sleep Peep this out quick, slick We on this beat and speak About that shit, that walk with that limp shit hemp shit Lookin' up in your I see a and a dim wit to run up in my private home Just like you was the
a warrant to a baby daddy Who do come to quote? On a Tuesday, Fool's Day Don't get caught Leavin' the keys off in the Makin' me guilty by Penny tryin' to stack for ninety-six another Fleetwood, Diamond took it So know in the mix I need to my ass to the crib and drop the baby off
them niggas at the corner store Been at me for too long There've like accidents on highways High days are better sober ones Don't be biased, but I it has to come So I put two in the sky to let them know I'm Y'all know nothin' about Big Boi 'Cause that steady dippin' It ain't over, why that, why Till the bitch her mouth up and sang, yeah
Took me a long to get here Long man I'm about years and years Riding past fields holdin' bodies of my peers If you don't yourself Now how the fuck you gonna How you 'posed to get Niggas walk around, get with tree ass ways Fuck a fade, let my hair
Back and forth a see-saw Lily, to lilypad dad Lookin' to get my goodie I'm broke in like old men Who'd stop them or stop I'm droppin' for the big plot Sixteen is when I started to It's ninety-six I'm in your Can you hear that bitch
It won't be over that big girl from Decatur sang