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[Intro: Prodigy]
They See me coming, They say here comes Big Time;
Yeah, nigga, big money, big rhymes;
Big ole thing in my pants for big body dimes;
Between hate and love is a very thin line; (uhhh)
They see me coming, they say here go big dog;
Yeah, nigga, big money, big song;
Big ole thing in my shorts for big body broads;
Between hate and love is where the guns pop off;
[1st verse: Prodigy]
Now,I donât buy shit;
All of my chips go where I live;
Hook it up nice, James Bond, Stylin';
Hi Tech shit; expensive; shower heads; TVâs in the mirror, watching âHouse Riseâ with;
My bad chick, pool size jaccuzzâ;
Bubble bath that, oh, we feeling in the mood;
For some slow wet sex, pussy real splashy;
She told me go long and threw it back at me;
Babe, what do you say, you and I stay in love forever;
Life is but a dream; donât wake me;
Sprees at Vinnieâs;
Them lil t-shirts look perfâ on your titties;
My baby;
Live crazy and die of old age, we;
Stress free everythingâs all love lately;
Ever since we hooked up, life is wavy;
We anchor the yacht wherever the sun blazing
[Hook]
Superstar life, shooting star life;
We crime;
And crime donât pay;
Yo, Whatcha know âbout it;
In other words; these names brands things is free, come fly with me;
Youâll be my Co-Pilot ( x 2)
[Bridge]
Letâs get High (God Damn, that ass is 1st class)So High (Aye, Yo Wizâ¦) So High (God Damn, that ass is 1st class)So High (I know you see that right over thereâ¦) Letâs get High (God Damn, that ass is 1st class)So High (look, right over thereâ¦Yeah, Yeah, Nigga, them bitches got money, we got money..) So High, Letâs get High (do the math, swing thatâ¦)
[Verse #2: Wiz Khalifa]
Rolling up before the first ones even over;
We run the game, Taylor Gang, we never sober;
The kush Iâm smoking onâs from the grower;
The smells reminiscent of a motor;
Cut from the same cloth cause Gâs all the same;
Me and prodigy seeing all this change;
My weed got to be from the stronger strain;
Iâm cool with the pilot, I bring it on the plane;
Say Iâm ruthless, bitch, thatâs why my coupe is;
I got all this new shit off of doing music;
Fuck the money, rap for family the most;
Been rich so long, canât remember being broke;
Get high so much, donât know itâs like being low;
I take a niggaâs crib and spend it on a coat;
That means Iâm balling like ball game;
30 thousand on this Balmain
[Hook x2]
[Verse #3: Prodigy]
Whoâd ever guessed that;
V.S.O. P be so gifted;
He ushered in a new year with this big shit;
It sounds like Miami nights on the club strip;
Sitting in the fly V getting lifted;
On the low, ladies spot me and âproach me;
No cat calls, no shorty, shorty!!!;
No excuse me miss;
They see me and just step to they biz;
Its more like;
What Up Kid, I see you shining;
I can smell a nigga with money, What up Big Time? its;
Nothing but this muthafucking good life girl;
You looking good, me and you can have a good night girl;
Bring your chics to the Ritz;
We got all of the bottles and the spliffs;
And come and get some room service;
From the god of sex;
Are you my goddess?;
Youâll find out soon enough; maybe no, maybe yes, its
[Hook x2]
[Bridge]
- Album:
- H.N.I.C. 3
- The Bumpy Johnson Album
- The Ellsworth Bumpy Johnson (EP)
- Invaders Must Die
- H.N.I.C. Pt 2
- Miscellaneous
- The Fat Of The Land
- Music For The Jilted Generation
- Always Outnumbered Never Outgunned
- Return Of The Mac
- Everybody In The Place
- The Most Infamous
- H.N.I.C Part 2
- H.N.I.C.
- Life Of The Infamous: The Best Of Mobb Deep
- One Love
- Roadkill Remix, Vol. 2.18
- Epic
- H.N.I.C. 3 (Deluxe)
- Pretty Thug