Texty:
Big Taylor

days did i do something wrong to make you put a hold on our future, it was just a week ago when you asked me what date i plan to ask you the big question

bangin' on these niggaz on a regular basis Big paper chases, facin' felony cases Made it to be famous, livin' hard and dangerous Steppin' on these bustas with my blue Chuck Taylor

hard as barbiturates in the ribs with a switch and stitch you at the same time before you could flinch to it, my dick is so big if I add another inch

kickin', pimpin' it's that Westside Dippin' in a stretch Hummer eatin' Church's fried chicken With that big double-barrel on me, niggaz can't ignore me In a pair of Chuck Taylor

hoes) thats errday (Get money mo?) thats errday [Juicy J - Verse 2] I?m 20 years in and I still win Hangin? with the Taylors drinkin? Gin and I?m dancin

rise put LA on nomatic but they ain't beleive nas that was 96 in the g __ told me they gon believe start writin rhymes after BIG died eyes puffy some

niggas give it up Baby we can't be touched, niggas give it up Crime life Fresh out, crazy [unverified], Shawn Taylor Hot 97, Damion Young, big shout

, but we Lambeau leap hoe Long hair, don't care, Clay Matthews We shittin' on these fools, no bathroom Yeah, got a pocket full of big faces Throw it up, touchdown on Ike Taylor

the house? My big homey just got out Used to be down now he's just crack ad He's bout hard as Darth Vada In his sweat shirt, khakis and Chuck Taylors