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(Mr. Bigg excuse me) Yo what's up what's up (Listen now that the trial is over and you're out what is your next plan?) My next plan is to put my pistols up and I'ma let my hair down (Let your hair down, uh could you define that for me please?) Well I'ma show these cats how to be a playa (What is your definition of player, player, player?) I got long hair I got a pocket full of stones A bad hoe Wanna play on my phone I talk plenty shit Mother fucker I'm grown And everybody in my clique got chrome on they shit Long hair I got a pocket full of stones A bad hoe Wanna play on my phone I talk plenty shit Mother fucker I'm grown And everybody in my clique got chrome on they shit Ahh, I stepped in the club I got my hair laid back Got my cane in my hand wearin slacks and flats All them hoes looking at me but them niggaz look harder Got a diamond on my hand bout the size of a quarter Now if a bitch talk shit I talk shit back Bitch I got a $3, 500 hat You like that I know you do I even get my nails done too Plus I got a dick like a fuckin mule Now we can go get some Hen I can fuck you while my nigga fuck your friend I know it's a sin I'm only having fun I like slinging dick You like drinking cum Sang it for me Long hair I got a pocket full of stones A bad hoe Wanna play on my phone I talk plenty shit Mother fucker I'm grown And everybody in my clique got chrome on they shit Long hair I got a pocket full of stones A bad hoe Wanna play on my phone I talk plenty shit Mother fucker I'm grown And everybody in my clique got chrome on they shit Now bitch go get it I'm talkin bout my g's and my mother fuckin chickens Alabama pimpin and it's best bitch listen I'm bout to talk some shit cause you all in my kitchen Thinkin you's a winner cause you cookin me some dinner Well bitch you got a long way to run Your pussy too big to be so mother fuckin young I remember you from grade 6 You was voted most likely to be somebody now you ain't shit And now you got a bunch of bad ass kids And all six of they daddies in the fuckin pen I was voted most likely to end up dead Now I fuck hoes on $30, 000 beds Yeah bitch you heard what the fuck I said I got bad hoes puttin perms in my head And bitch I don't care I'll fuck you while you're standing right there Tell your friends what my name is Long hair I got a pocket full of stones A bad hoe Wanna play on my phone I talk plenty shit Mother fucker I'm grown And everybody in my clique got chrome on they shit Long hair I got a pocket full of stones A bad hoe Wanna play on my phone I talk plenty shit Mother fucker I'm grown And everybody in my clique got chrome on they shit Well I'm the fool of the clique Talk the most shit Fuck the baddest bitches Sling the most dick Yeah bitch I'm rich Look at my wrist $20, 000 on my New Year's Eve outfit Look at the diamonds Babe ain't they shining Me and my lil boy mountain climbin Guess what I done did Bought a new crib The last Mr. Bigg got some spoiled ass kids All in the club Smokin on the dub Gettin fucked up Mayesville what? So throw your hands in the mother fuckin air And show some love to a Alabama playa They call me... Long hair I got a pocket full of stones A bad hoe Wanna play on my phone I talk plenty shit Mother fucker I'm grown And everybody in my clique got chrome on they shit Long hair I got a pocket full of stones A bad hoe Wanna play on my phone I talk plenty shit Mother fucker I'm grown And everybody in my clique got chrome on they shit Long hair I got a pocket full of stones A bad hoe Wanna play on my phone I talk plenty shit Mother fucker I'm grown And everybody in my clique got chrome on they shit Walk with it Mr. Bigg Walk with it Walk with it Mr. Bigg Walk with it Walk with it Mr. Bigg Walk with it Walk with it Mr. Bigg Walk with it I said jump wiith it Mr. Bigg Jump with it Jump with it Mr. Bigg Jump with it Jump with it Mr. Bigg Jump with it Jump with it Mr. Bigg Jump with it A long hair (Pocket full of stones) I got a bad hoe (Playin on my phone) I talk plenty shit (Plenty shit you stupid bitch) Everybody in my clique got chrome on they shit
Writer(s): Donald Ii Pears Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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