(*talking*) Yeah, is our year (for real) Big Tuck, Fat B (it go down) Go getter, for real,
- 2x] You niggaz do what we do, you niggaz can't ball like we ball You niggaz can't crawl like we crawl, our stand taller than y'all We ride with screens installed, we shining on y'all We can't even shop at the mall, we get attacked at the
[Fat I'm in this game like the fame, a nigga gotta make that change I had to put on my chain, I'm so hot I hurt the same You niggaz can't do like we do, you niggaz can't like we ball I'm droppin my top and I'm flippin my screen, and I'm poppin my at the
[Big You who it is, that nigga that sell in Brazil A with a license to kill, and bitch I kill at will You see that we got the game chilled, platinum 24 inch wheels Now haters head for the hills, bitch we over bills
Bastard] For real my niggaz we smoking that kill, and packing steel We making them bills, y'all acting at skills say look at that Lac on the We and that's fa sho, out the mall we pulling dro Piece and chain be of glow, all our shows be full of hoes fa sho
[Big Fa sho we moving on go, got and pounds of dro Big Tuck and Fat through the do', a that scramble for do' For checks we for eight, watch out for phonies and fakes Gallons got with a H, got rid of fakes you're late
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[Big You where to place us, on top first placers Put them Fake-obs, go get you a V-12's don't race us, more spacious Style bodacious, I'm triple to the Man they us, mink coats and Gators Skills us, rap game invaders Fuck pay us, get respect like mayors like layers, Fat they can't fade us
[Fat I'm of working wood, too many splinters in my hand wheel turn white, I got voice command Hoes in V.I.P., like they play truth or Y'all look ants, cause we move by air Like that there, I make clear Screens lit up in the roof, we call 'em
I hit the shower, fresh and for a hour Hopped out walk, start mixing up that powder
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[Big & (Fat Bastard)] Haters fuck you, reach out and you (we'll rush you, you hunt you) This what we do, lay low you (like E with his 40 ass, eat you) We on some mo' shit, get fat shit (fuck that bitch shit, bricks hit licks) to stunt bitch, we got what you got five or six (Fat and Tuck, with this T-Town skit) We amaze race track, glass packs (purple haze sacks, that pass that) so big, trying to find where I parked at (hey spark that, your might come back) When we too, diamonds we'll rush you (and crushed too, make you say ha-choo) Raps stay tight, like do (mics we to chew, just like paranas do) You niggaz gon recognize us, how we do Fat B and Tuck (ride glass out on that buck, on 24's cause what's up) Talking down step ya up, yeah change your game up (candy paint the frame up, stacking chips Amus) I'll-be-damned niggaz ain't real, yes sir we give 'em something to feel (like En Vogue on the real, like T with a blindfold for the shining grill) We and we bout a mill, it took a week to shoot how I love (that's the real we showing skills, not over night years)
(*talking*) Yeah, that's up Fat and Tuck, this our year T-Town Know I'm saying, I wanna let y'all boys September...BigTuck.com, Big radio it will be free I know thinking we been bullshitting with the radio station But it's finna go down, up Man this our god year, got too much shit going down out for all the upcoming albums coming out Look out for the Ronnie, look out for the Double T "The Pimp Man" You know I'm saying, out for the DVD It a whole bunch of shit, we finna bust you hoes upside the head with For real and roll, yeah