I call the crib, say "Breeze you ain't know?" I say "What?" "Big Time got in his Benzo!" I "Damn man, I'm riding in his Lexus" I'm to dump this nigga's shit in New Dimensions Get to the crib so I can call Big up And tell them the money man has 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 Bill Clampett wanted some too
You tell his that I'm sorry 'bout that Lexus I'm to dip and see my sister up in, nah! Can't even tell you where I put my extra card 'Cause them Red Dog police know we Just tell everybody who owe us a It's the great hoe round up yo' time I got to have mine, I'm outta here Take a loss, come back up just like Coco Ain't got to worry bout yo' partner gettin' caught a lame It won't be 'til that big girl from Decatur sang"
It won't be till that big girl from Decatur sang East Pointe police don't know a thang
Yeah, it be over, check this out Can you see I be hearin' Talkin' to when I sleep this out real quick, slick We on this 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 private like you was the folks
Servin' a warrant to a daddy Who do they come to On a Tuesday, Fool's Day Don't get slippin' Leavin' the off in the ignition Makin' me guilty by Pincher's tryin' to stack for ninety-six Buyin' another Fleetwood, took it So we's in the mix I need to take my ass to the crib and the baby off
'Cause them at the corner store Been at me for too long There've like accidents on highways High days are 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 know nothin' about Big Boi 'Cause that nigga dippin' It over, why that, why that 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 holdin' bodies of my peers If you educate yourself Now how the you gonna understand How you 'posed to get Niggas walk around, get with shade tree ass 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 or would stop I'm droppin' lines for the big Sixteen is when I started to ninety-six I'm in your face Can you hear that screaming?
It won't be over that big girl from Decatur sang