I the crib, they 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 this nigga's shit in New Get to the so I can call Big Slate up And tell them the man has slipped and got his throat 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 Bill Clampett some too
You tell his folks that I'm sorry 'bout Lexus I'm to dip and see my sister up in, nah! Can't tell you where I put my extra playa card 'Cause Red Dog police know we homeboys Just everybody who owe us a dime It's the great hoe round up yo' time I got to mine, then I'm outta here Take a loss, come up just like Coco Grier Ain't got to bout yo' partner gettin' caught like a lame It won't be over 'til that big girl Decatur sang"
It won't be till that big girl from Decatur sang East Pointe police don't know a damn
Yeah, it won't be over, this out Can you see I be hearin' to spirits when I sleep Peep this out quick, slick We gets on beat and speak About that pimp shit, that walk with that limp That shit Lookin' up in face 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 get caught slippin' Leavin' the off in the ignition Makin' me guilty by Penny Pincher's 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 lookin' at me for too There've been accidents on highways High are better than sober ones Don't be biased, but I it has to come So I put two in the sky to let know I'm babysittin' Y'all don't nothin' about Big Boi 'Cause that nigga steady It over, why that, why that Till the bitch open her up and sang, yeah
Took me a long to get here Long man I'm talkin' years and years Riding past funeral holdin' bodies of my peers If you educate 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 in like some old men Who'd stop them or stop I'm lines for the big plot Sixteen is when I to dream It's ninety-six I'm in your Can you hear bitch screaming?
It won't be over till that big girl from Decatur