(*talking*) Yeah, this is our (for real) Big Tuck, Fat B (it go down) Go getter, for real,
- 2x] You niggaz can't do we do, you niggaz can't ball like we ball You niggaz can't crawl like we crawl, our rims taller than y'all We with screens installed, haters we shining on y'all We can't even at the mall, we get attacked at the mall
[Fat I'm in this like fuck 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 know who it is, that nigga that in Brazil A with a license to kill, and bitch I kill at will You see that we got the game chilled, platinum grills 24 inch Now haters head for the hills, bitch we over bills
[Fat For real my we smoking that kill, and packing that steel We making them bills, y'all acting at say look at that Lac on the hill We grind and that's fa sho, out the we pulling dro Piece and be full of glow, all our shows be full of hoes fa sho
[Big Fa sho we moving on go, got pounds and of dro Big Tuck and Fat through the do', a that scramble for do' For checks we scramble for eight, watch out for phonies and got hung with a H, got rid of fakes you're late
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[Big You know where to place us, on top first Put them Fake-obs, go get you a V-12's don't us, house more spacious Style bodacious, I'm to the glaciers Man they us, mink coats and Gators Skills made us, rap game Fuck free pay us, get respect mayors Diamonds like layers, Fat they fade us
Bastard] I'm tired of working wood, too splinters in my hand Steering wheel white, I got voice command Hoes in V.I.P., like they truth or dare Y'all look like ants, cause we by air Like there, I make myself clear Screens lit up in the roof, we call 'em
I hit the shower, fresh and clean for a Hopped out Versacci walk, start mixing up that
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[Big & (Fat Bastard)] Haters fuck you, out and touch you (we'll you, fleet you hunt you) what we do, lay low delete you (like E his 40 liquor ass, eat you) We on mo' shit, get fat grip shit (fuck that bitch shit, flip hit licks) to stunt bitch, we got what you got five or six (Fat and Tuck, with this T-Town skit) We amaze cats track, glass packs (purple sacks, blaze that pass that) House so big, trying to where I parked at (hey that, your memory might come back) we speak too, diamonds we'll rush you (and it's crushed too, you say ha-choo) Raps tight, like anacondas do (mics we like to chew, like paranas do) You gon recognize us, this how we do Fat B and Tuck (ride out on that buck, on 24's cause that's what's up) Talking down step ya game up, yeah 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 that's on the real, 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 invested years)
(*talking*) Yeah, that's up Fat and Tuck, this our year music I'm saying, I wanna let y'all boys know September...BigTuck.com, Big Tuck radio it will be I know y'all we been bullshitting with the radio station But finna go down, straight up Man this our god damn year, got too much going down Look out for all the albums coming out Look out for the Ronnie, look out for the Double T "The Pimp Man" You I'm saying, look out for the DVD It a whole bunch of shit, we finna bust you hoes upside the head with For Tuck and roll, yeah