I call the crib, say "Breeze you ain't know?" I say "What?" "Big got popped in his Benzo!" I said "Damn man, I'm in his Lexus" I'm 'bout to this nigga's shit in New Dimensions Get to the so I can call Big Slate up And tell them the money man has slipped and got his cut And everything that we took from the I heard talkin' about it at the White House Man I thought you said this job was for me and you I ain't know Bill Clampett wanted some too
You tell his folks that I'm sorry 'bout that I'm 'bout to dip and see my up in, nah! Can't even tell you where I put my extra playa 'Cause them Red Dog police know we Just everybody who owe us a dime It's the hoe round up yo' money time I got to mine, then I'm outta here Take a loss, come back up like Coco Grier Ain't got to worry bout yo' partner caught like a lame It be over 'til that big girl from Decatur sang"
It won't be over till that big girl Decatur sang Pointe police don't know a damn thang
Yeah, it be over, check this out Can you see what I be Talkin' to when I sleep Peep this out real quick, We gets on beat and speak About pimp shit, that walk with that limp shit That shit Lookin' up in your I see a and a dim wit to run up in my private home Just you was the folks
Servin' a to a baby daddy Who do come to quote? On a Tuesday, Fool's Day get caught slippin' Leavin' the keys off in the me guilty by suspicion Penny Pincher's tryin' to for ninety-six another Fleetwood, Diamond took it So we's in the mix I to take my ass to the crib and drop the baby off
'Cause them at the corner store Been at me for too long There've like accidents on highways High days are better sober ones be biased, but I know it has to come So I put two in the sky to let know I'm babysittin' Y'all don't know about Big Boi 'Cause that steady dippin' It over, why that, why that Till the bitch open her up and sang, yeah
me a long time to get here Long man I'm talkin' about and years past funeral fields holdin' bodies of my peers If you don't educate Now how the fuck you gonna How you 'posed to get Niggas walk around, get with shade ass ways Fuck a fade, let my hair
and forth like a see-saw Jumpin' Lily, to dad to get my goodie feel I'm broke in like old men Who'd stop or would stop I'm droppin' lines for the big is when I started to dream It's ninety-six I'm in face Can you that bitch screaming?
It won't be till that big girl from Decatur sang