Big Boi Thang

[Intro: Sample]

"I'm knee-deep in the game"

[Hook:]

(It's a Big Boi thang)

Super fresh get paid for my rhymes

I only say what's on my mind

(It's a Big Boi thang)

Turning heads hoes choosin' in the instant pimp game

So persistent we grind

(It's a Big Boi thang)

Shawty please I'm a (?) what you expect

From the (?) to the rocks on my neck

(It's a Big Boi thang)

Jump out the coupe equipped with the angel wings on

Run like Bibby from the Kings

(It's a Big Boi thang)

[Verse 1:]

Takin' shots like they never woulda thought I'd make it

I hit the block (?) the bumper and I crack the pavement

(?) hard as I fire up like Donald Trump

Fuck a gorilla, I got a whole zoo in my trunk

Got my lady right beside me, call her Nina Ross

Keep her alibi in case she break a nigga off

Cruise the city limits (?) coupe (?) makin' heads turn

Then hit the mall just in time to catch a yellow bird

Tossin' lames, I got (?) cause I got block to smash

Keep my hands free at all times cause I got hoes to grab

Don't get it twisted, money never changed KRIT

I still press a lame shit quick like the local cleaners

And bust a Pacer nigga head like Ben Wallace

Hey this that blueprint shawty, ya'll just (?)

I stick to the playa shit cause that's what gets me paid

So fuck what these niggas say

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[Verse 2:]

Young Krizzle from the bottom of the map

I got the streets on lock and some G's on (?)

Some hoes don't track since the dough won't trap

(?) grills on 'Lacs what you know 'bout that

Get a deal and a mil then I cop that coupe

Spray the outsides silver get the inside's blue

Them hoes gone do when I get them shoes

I'm a God in my flow you can call me Zeus

Don't get offended by my image cause I'm gettin' women

Somethin' like a soccer ball how a nigga kick it pimpin'

VH1 flow shit's so driven

Can't take my shine, ain't shit here given

Violate me and you seein' some things

Pop trunk on a hater if you need some things

Cause niggas talk a lot and never really be about it

All I gotta do is point ya out, nigga see about it

[Hook:]

[Verse 3:]

Top down hittin' sixty in the inner city

We're switchin' lanes, grippin' grain, they ain't fuckin' with me

Hoes choosin', boppers boppin'

Money comin' in, choppers choppin'

I got that normal white T fitted cap on

Airforces on my feet talkin' 'bout the strap-ons

Real niggas know they ain't gotta front

Plus these hoes know I'm paid so I ain't even gotta stunt

And when I crawl out the haters like aww nah

Mad cause I'm sittin' sideways like Paul Wall

I'm from the backwoods and they gone love me

These haters treat me like Chevies cause they wanna dub me

I'm so gutter nigga, respect my mind frame

I run this mixtape shit, respect my grind man

I'm shuttin' cities down, I'm tearin' clubs up

Hey I'm the hottest thing out, you can ask Buck

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