Big Funds

[Intro: CeeLo Green & Larry June]

Uh

Yeah, baby

Uh

Uh

Yeah, baby (Church)

Groovy (Church)

Yeah

Need it

Believe it

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Game

Man

That I'm plain to see

Uh

Yes, Lord

Church

Uh

Let's get it

Church

One, two, three, yee-hee

[Verse 1: Jay Worthy]

Aw, damn, it's the niggas with the big funds, big guns

I don't sip light, bitch, this thick mud (Big muddy)

Aw, damn, it's them niggas kicking big shit, G shit

I don't want your pussy, rub my feet, bitch (Run it up)

Two-tone, got the leather with the wood grain

Gang, gang, all my niggas really love to gangbang

Ask Seth, I got love in the Bay too, stay bool

Only thing I know is how to stay true (True)

Hit LA, pull up at Belasco's, Gong Show

With some niggas from the jungles, that's the Congo (Five times)

Me and Larry two P's in a pod though

Awful, you just lost your bitch at the sideshow (You just lost)

DāM-FunK in this bitch like it's Glydezone, I'm on (Ayy, ayy)

Shine got you drifting in the time zonе (Back to the future)

Aw, damn, it's them niggas from thе westside, best side

Drove it off the lot, fuck a test drive

[Chorus: CeeLo Green]

It ain't no secret that I claim the P

It ain't no secret, bitch, it's plain to see

Gotta [?][1:05] it like you mean it

Speak like you believe it

Could you see the pimp card if it came to me?

Now, it ain't no secret that you ain't a G

You're absolutely nothing that you claim to be

I tried to get you money

I tried to get you money

[?][1:19] all the same to me

[Verse 2: Larry June]

One thing about me, I keeps a ho

Hit DC when the Bay was slow

You not a real P, heard you paid the snow

Made a couple thousand and praised a ho

Me, I really came from that life

Off to the trenches baggin' the white

Fifties, Nashes, 'Vettes, and bikes

My cars are nice, my hoes is righteous

Now I'm dippin', fucked around and lost my keys

But fuck it, I got me some trees and a few G's

Before I leave the house, gotta grab that thing

'Cause shit get shaky in these Frisco streets

Clock in, the block had crack for sale

And like a Pittsburgh nigga, I pack that steel

Bitch, you know that it's real, water with chlorophyll

I keep my hands clean, I'm a player for real

Yeah

[Chorus: CeeLo Green]

It ain't no secret that I claim the P

It ain't no secret, bitch, it's plain to see

Gotta [?][2:05] it like you mean it

Speak like you believe it

Could you see the pimp card if it came to me?

Now, it ain't no secret that you ain't a G

You're absolutely nothing that you claim to be

I tried to get you money

I tried to get you money

[?][2:19] all the same to me