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Mr. Big Stuff
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Mr. Big Stuff was released on April 20, 2010 by The Glock Entertainment as a part of the album Talk is Cheap
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Release DateApril 20, 2010
LabelThe Glock Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mr. Knightowl
Mr. Knightowl
Performer
Karma
Karma
Performer
Ramón Corona
Ramón Corona
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richard Preuss
Richard Preuss
Songwriter
Ramón Corona
Ramón Corona
Songwriter

Lyrics

I think about you on the daily
I wish me and you can practice making us a baby
We can do it if we try, we can make it
Let me hold and kiss your whole body naked
I wanna love you 'til the sun comes up
I'd like to mess around until I can't stand up
And I know that you wanna get it on too
Don't you worry 'bout a thing, girl, it's just me and you
You can have it all with me, baby, can't you see?
Both of us together, we can live in harmony
We can take it real slow, watch the kids grow
I want a classy lady with the whole thing called my own
'Cause I know that you feel the same about me
So what's it gonna be, ma? Are you the one for me?
I'm tired of playing games, I need you in my life
I need to settle down, I'm asking will you be my wife?
Mr. Big Stuff
You're the best by far, baby, you're my superstar
Mr. Big Stuff
A super thug is who you are
Mr. Big Stuff
How I love it when you break the law
Mr. Big Stuff
You're the baddest one I ever saw
Now that I'm older, my blood's much colder
I got so many friends but still I watch over my shoulder
You talk shit because I no longer kick it
Some say Mr. Al found the one-way ticket
But all of you can stick it, I'm still fucking wicked
And if you come around, you'll be the next to get evicted
I'm tired of giving freebies to all you wannabe me's
I only pack the hollows while you be packing BB's
Thought you was righteous but now I think I might just
Put one in your dome if you disrespect my homies
'Cause I'm not putting nothing in front of those who love me
Matter of fact, I know you thinking nothing of me
You can claim the hood I do but it don't mean you're from it
I'm the reason why we all up on the map and I don't flaunt it
I love the shit I do, I'm hella sick but not conceited
Mess with my family and be the next deleted
Mr. Big Stuff
You're the best by far, baby, you're my superstar
Mr. Big Stuff
A super thug is who you are
Mr. Big Stuff
How I love it when you break the law
Mr. Big Stuff
You're the baddest one I ever saw
Moved out the hood, trying to make my life better
Certain homies hate because I got more cheddar
I got lots of shit but I worked hard to get it
Never asked for nothing, by myself is how I did it
All I ever got from my so-called people
Was jealousy and envious talk 'cause we ain't equal
It ain't my fault I was born who I is
Go 'head and keep yapping, but my ass you can kiss
You say I act shady 'cause I chill with my lady
'Cause I don't come around throwing signs, going Wop Town
Fuck you all 'cause I'm still representing
Why you getting mad? 'Cause my name baby Kenny
Nite Owl be the dopest soul on the block
And every bitch you know is out to get all the shit you got
I gotta shake 'em all, disappear like Houdini
And tell 'em all to suck a fat fucking weenie
Mr. Big Stuff
You're the best by far, baby, you're my superstar
Mr. Big Stuff
A super thug is who you are
Mr. Big Stuff
How I love it when you break the law
Mr. Big Stuff
You're the baddest one I ever saw
That's right, Mr. Nite Owl's back
A.K.A. Mr. Big Stuff
All up in your ear hole
Bumping through your blocks and avenues, alleys and neighborhoods
Mr. Al Capone in a world of his own
Blah!
Written by: Ramón Corona, Richard Preuss
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