verse 2] Now u jus tuned into da crunk show nephews n my uncles we poppin purk put in work so wats up tho? we like it big n heavy enormous an humongous
me trick it Girl, when I was broke it seemed all about the luxury Now I got cheese, I got a pay a girl to love with me But I'm a jelly worker, like Smuckers
(feat. DeMarco & Jelly Roll) [Chorus: DeMarco & Jelly Roll] The way I rep the street and how a nigga killin every single second They say I'm doin too
Bitches Hoppin' out the whip Paparazzi Taking Pictures [Lil Wayne:] I Got Guns For The Snitches And Roses For The Bitches Hoppin' out the whip Paparazzi Taking Pictures [Flo Rida:] Heavy
moment, FATHER RILEY, who became BUDDY JONES, steps into view in his new identity: FATHER RILEY 8. JONES, Prison Chaplain, who, in a rather heavy-handed
HEAVY THING GOT A GREAT BIG POODLE THING GOT A GREAT BIG HAIRY THING GOT A GREAT BIG SLIMEY THING GOT A GREAT BIG HEAVY THING GOT A GREAT BIG POODLE
Im driveing and were in pursuit of your loot bitch Im dirty wicked for the bank roles and bad hoes See me lurkin in the shadows the had hoes Got some nickleplatted heavy
hear a buzzer, apple pie's in the microwave (Fat Sweaty Betty) I work at Farmer Jack, I work at A & P And yes I do, my heavy baby wanna be with me (Fat
cellar Like a gone dead train Once was at a time when I could Mama shave 'em dry And raise a fever ice-down chill Waitin' at the station With a heavy
dem feel live'r Nuff Babylon dem ah move like McGuyver Everything fi Babylon the whole ah dem die for Yo dem go nyam it and go swallow saliva Later on him heavy
blow up my sprint celly Dare me, I tongue Halle Berry's belly Show her a monster's ball, fuck it you tell me Platinum, heavy 22 inch perrelli's Jelly
] In the the background witta six-pack and ridin lookin for a ?? Peanut butter seats have seat girl my panut buteer needs (JELLY) I'll chase you like (JELLY
that pine box ready Catfish Billy is lately, don't get slapped wit' the medley Still sippin' on Jack D to my neck and my head start feelin' heavy Doin
Need a gone dead train Once was at a time when I could mama shave 'em dry And raise a fever ice-down chill Waitin' at the station with a heavy loaded
love you Boo So lay with MEEE [The Mission!] [Shock G] Yeah we're lookin good, raidin the skivvies now Stand by for coordinates on that supply drop and make it heavy
I turned the page, no more minimum wage and my corner got paid kept fedy, kept it steady my partna named Reggie Im 330, so niggas say Im heavy hitin
the rings off! [Verse 2] We hold the weight of four Synagogues Jelly'd uptown in them beat down rented cars Going mad wetting 'em Milk cash, heavy tecks
