had me just there where you wanted You took my charity for granted You blew your second chance Too many times, yeah Baby, you?re a big boy, don?t cry
Traduction: Die Happy. Big Boy.
Thirty-five and forty-five in the state, keep it poppin' Boy, what you slangin' Boy, what you slangin' Ridin' big body, playboy, what you sangin' Smashing
he smilin' for?" My dog Bash about to be platinum doin' his thang So if you hate him for it, boy you fakin' and know it We takin' this money Big bundles
blessing every time I see my loved ones. Wondering why I be stressing of a silly woman. Boy get your head straight, boy get your head right. Keep on buzzin with your cousin Boy
With an it don't even matter mood And a "Fuck you, pay me" attitude I'm that young boy, that slung boy That'll have em saying, where you get that from boy
you get a million yourself You niggaz must've got a deal for your health Your cd is frozen food, it just chills on the shelf I spend big, at any time
the boy boy jets Cause k.I.d.s. got me buzzing like a fucking hornet They say I got next Tell them that I got now It's all disney boy, my family proud
bus now the boy board jets Cause kids got me buzzing like a fucking hornet They say I got next, tell em that I got now It's all Disney, boy my family
firetrucks comin through tryin to get me down Mom say she proud cause I'm stickin to my dreams, get myself out to big and better things It's the high life boy
Mmmm mm yeah Oh oh I stood by the exit door of the hotel cafe He was playing with his band I've always been a sucker had a weakness for a boy with
it wrong Cos if you want me Get your ass on over here and show me Stop wasting time And if you need me get your act together boy And show me You should
It's Us The Way Them Doors No Longer Swing They Lift Up The Way Them Boys Gon' Do They Things With Big Bucks. Big Homes, Big Diamond Rings, And Big Trucks
the week, boy what a relief My muscles kind of ache, they felt rigid and stiff So I turned around, and I smoked this big fat spliff Now I'm happy as can
[Juvenile voice:] I love my music, my nasty music, it makes me happy, when I am sad, You don't know how, how much I love it, please don't take my 2 Live
when you deep, but when you on that solo creep out on the streets you don't hear a peep ni**a it's a god damn shame, somebody explain why they sent a Bad Boy
y'all, knahmean? Cause I ain't mad at cha Heard y'all tearin up shit out there, kickin up dust [Danny Boy] I ain't... Givin a motherfucker, heheheheheh Yeah, niggaz [Danny Boy
