know the deal My Mobb is infamous just like the fuckin' title read You get back slapped so hard make ya nose bleed Some, kids feeling guilty 'bout the But you first baby girl
Everything was suppose to be all Jesus Everything was suppose to be all Jesus But it seems like everything is all Satan But it seems like everything is
weed in the garden of Eden Before big ballin' sex cars and loot It's like bitches been scandalous biting forbidden fruit But gangstas don't deal with
) Chad West [Verse One: Young Chris] Yo; Ayo Momma workin hard Big brother on the run lil sista cuttin up man shit just outta luck baby girl born brighten
under me You a big girl don't act out, word up 'Cuz you ain't gonna gain no clout, no doubt I know you wanna be wit me but I Stay single and remain
! Witcha lookin' ass Yo, I got heat like sunrays Burn everything up in the whole place Wanna say somethin' to me, say it to my face Aye aye Yo, will the girls
To make a long story short Ran into this girl named Carla Knew her from the back seat of my homie's Impala She said, what's up, yeah, what's the deal
dollars and stats On the real, we big time fuckin' ballers Niggas, shot callers, lay in 'em drop tops, gold thangs and M-40's Well, you gotta have big
the girl The girl who has everything? Look at this trove Treasures untold How many wonders can one cavern hold? Looking around here you'd think Sure, she's got everything
once I wasn't bein' rude Had these eyes that'll make you melt So what if its corny That's the way I felt Had this body not a big deal but it helped I
minute to call you up and see what you want to do But you're only fifteen, girl, you ain't got no secretary And 'For granted' is a mighty big word for a country girl
a beautiful world American men, you know them, they just gotta be right When it's left to me often times I'd rather not fight They make a big deal out of everything
think (Sure) she's got everything I've got gadgets and gizmos aplenty I've got whozits and whatzits galore (You want thingamabobs? I got twenty) But who cares? No big deal
think Sure She's got everything I've got gadgets and gizmos aplenty I've got whozits and whatzits galore You want thingamabobs? I got twenty But who cares? No big deal
yo!! Curse if you must cause my whole crew buss So big that the streets nickname my mic notorious Girls rush to try to blow us like dust But we avoid
roads past open fields seeming like no big deal As it was happening I never felt a thing But now looking back it seems like it was everything Singing