BIG BOI

[Intro: Tommy Genesis]

So you’re a big boy, but let me tell you

Just because you’re big, that don’t mean a thing

[Verse 1: Tommy Genesis]

You’re a big boy, you can handle yourself

But what I’m looking for, I need somebody else

Don’t telephone my home 'cause love don’t live there no more

He tryna talk in numbers, I ain’t counting no score

Sit me down, pat me down, camo in the club

With the papi looking over shoulder, checking from above

Making sure he know me so he know me that way

I be rolling my eyes at his rapping and his swag

Just because you big boy, I ain’t down for the licking

Just because you fine, I ain’t the bitch you get with and

Just because you tip that don’t mean you come from money

I ain't mad I’m just bored so get this motherfucker off me

I could be a lot of things but I ain’t your girl

[Verse 2: ABRA]

Hennessy and VVS turn you to a beast

You buying bottle after bottle then you trying to feel on me

Didn’t know I got them shooters and they waiting in the cut

You must be looking for hooters because I am not the one

You a cutie so kabuki, I’m not Keke, bitch is choosy

Call me sweetie, juicy fruity, you gon' leave and I’ma do me

All that gold got you thinking that you got the Midas touch

Acting like you know me, keep it up I’ll cut that pretty tongue

I don’t wanna hear anymore tales 'bout where you from

Go back to your section, your groupies look like they need love

You a big boy but, you not gon' be my man

Flex with your rollie, I still don't wanna hold your hand

You a big boy but, you not gon' be my man

You a big boy but, you not gon' be my man

You a big boy but, you not gon' be my man

Flexing your position but, I’m not a fucking fan

[Outro: Tommy Genesis]

You’re a big boy

You’re a big boy