- Big Boi Mic Jack 歌詞
- Big Boi
- Niggas still aint fuckin with Hollywood Court
Cause they fuckin wit ya boi
Like the Hollywood dough
Everything big, no comin up short
Jack the buzzer beater up, all net, half court
The game winning shot, your name sayin, not
That same skinny thot you got, she be in and out
She never spit it out either
We call her Poke-mouth
Big mouth bad, start to smash that ass
I build a bear before I build a bitch
I take her to the mall
And fill her with the sugar dick
But the same lips give a nigga sugar whits
Give me brain
So intelligent with plenty sense
I took her innocence
Yeah she was turnt out
And by the time
I gave her back she was burnt out
Like the tires on the Huracan
You aint good Antwan
Or better yet, stay great
We stay puttin on
Youre hotter than July (super hot)
Super colder than December (so cold)
You got me dancin
The dancefloor tells no lies
Give them something to remember
You got me dancin
Please dont stop movin your feet
While the musics hot on that ecstacy
We can dance all night, till we both get weak
Come on, come on
Stayin fresh thats the gameplan
Out the oven cause we never microwavin
We break it up like the smile of Michael Strahan
And keep shinin like the glove on Michael J hand
I do not play man
Sure Ill eat your ass up quick
Im on that boss rap shit
They on that toss salad
Old chick, see the nigga
Follow her and I delete her
I used to have a bench full of bitches
But didnt need em
But still fill arenas and killin the coliseum
ATLiens, they on top of ya human beings
From the mothership, Im on some other shit
Lowkey like the blow soul back in 86
But we dont sell dope, we pimp ink pens
To provoke the folks and keep em thinkin
What is you drinkin , or better yet
Do you really know the meaning of life
Or are you sleeping
Youre hotter than July (super hot)
Super colder than December (so cold)
You got me dancin
The dancefloor tells no lies
Give them something to remember
You got me dancin
Youre hotter than July (super hot)
Super colder than December (so cold)
You got me dancin
The dancefloor tells no lies
Give them something to remember
You got me dancin
Please dont stop movin your feet
You got me dancin
We can dance all night
Till we both get weak, come on
(You got me dancin)
Morning, we dont stop till the morning
We dont stop, keep it going
We gonna see it through
And the rest is up to you
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