Testo Real Big - Mannie Fresh
Testo della canzone Real Big (Mannie Fresh), tratta dall'album Whut It Dew, Vol. 1
House real big, cars real big
Belly real big, everything real big
Rims real big, pockets real big
Rings real big, let me tell you how I live
Like that, buy that, 24's, ride that
Ladies, gentlemen, gangstas, pimps
Mommas, daddies, stunnas, shiners
I'm rich, snitch, I'm a real Big Tymer!
King of the hood, everything wood
Look like a forest in the truck and I'ma put
Matchin' sofa set, big open deck
Hardwood floors, anything that connect
From the front to the back, try to top that
Six-15's beatin' hard in the deck
Push that button, microwave oven
I'm just gettin' started, pimp, you ain't seen nothin'
"Is that a fish tank, burrowed, in the middle of the dash?"
Yeah, pimp, but don't put your fingers on my glass
Got a two lane bowlin' alley up in the truck
And on the other side of the bed, yeah, she wanna get stuck
Clap off lights when you gettin' affection
Clap on lights when you findin' protection
Now where in the wide, wide world of gator
Can you find another truck with a plush elevator?
House real big, cars real big
Belly real big, everything real big
Rims real big, pockets real big
Rings real big, let me tell you how I live
Like that, buy that, 24's, ride that
Ladies, gentlemen, gangstas, pimps
Mommas, daddies, stunnas, shiners
I'm rich, snitch, I'm a real Big Tymer!
Here I come so, so right (right on)
In the shoes so, so wide (dynamite)
Hey y'all, peep the outfit
Wait a minute, hold up, just a big dick (back up, workin' with a monster)
Now everybody knows I got the shiniest clothes (me)
Y'all still doing little league, and I'm in the pros (me)
Then white boys go wild, "He's my idol"
And black boys say, "Dude holdin' the title"
As the king of the South, work it in and out
Dude still pimp white teeth up in his mouth
I'm the truth from the boot, shawty, what you wanna see?
I ain't gotta get money, man, money get me
Yeah, pimpin' still blindin' (bling)
Keep a Steve Harvey linin' (edge it up)
And I'm leather reclinin' (laid back)
With the music alpinin' (turn it up)
House real big, cars real big
Belly real big, everything real big
Rims real big, pockets real big
Rings real big, let me tell you how I live
Like that, buy that, 24's, ride that
Ladies, gentlemen, gangstas, pimps
Mommas, daddies, stunnas, shiners
I'm rich, snitch, I'm a real Big Tymer
Move little one, I ain't playin'
Land in the projects in a big jet plane
Roll out in a old blue Chevy van
With your baby mama cookin' rookie 'cause I can't
I do it on the real, broad jocka stunna grill
Dude on the real, broad jocka stunna grill
'Bout to clown, put it down y'all, spin my gut
So I can show y'all shorties how to do donuts
Round and round and round (skrrt! Stop)
(This the part where I give my phone number to all the girls that's hot)
Dial 976, that outside dick, or 874 shorty, show me how it goes
Have you ever seen a big stretch truck like that?
Now, have you ever seen a big broad butt like that? (Wow)
Budonkadonk, all out of her pants
With a bow-legged cowboy dance (yee-haw)
House real big, cars real big
Belly real big, everything real big
Rims real big, pockets real big
Rings real big, let me tell you how I live
Like that, buy that, 24's, ride that
Ladies, gentlemen, gangstas, pimps
Mommas, daddies, stunnas, shiners
I'm rich, snitch! I'm a real Big Tymer
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Writer(s): Byron O. Thomas
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