Letras:
Big Band Just Friend

Marley They probably wanna kill me, will I die? In 1999 smokin' phillies, Bizzy the kid Was bustin' in the ceilin' in my big claim Kickin' on somethin

the bait Get caught in the fish net Lord, here she goes Just licks her lips wet, woo High heels striking like lightning She's got best friends fighting, yeah And the band

rock 'n' roll band" I saw the light and left as fast as I could I knew deep down it was gonna do me good So I threw my Fender in an old friend's car

a big fat Bing, bong, ding, dong, I got camel humps on my back I got bald head butt corduroy calluses all on my hand I smell like, uh, the Bee Gees band

isn't just about friendship This is family right here And that's a bond that can't be broken You know what I'm saying How do I feel about my band of

many friends, at least people that they call that They use your brain but they're insane because I ignore that No ego 'cause I will be no, platinum big

go off Stand in place, walk or run, tap your feet, you'll be on the one Just snap your fingers and clap your hands Our DJ's better than all these bands

, take it about to see me bling All you motherfuckers, the Kansas City Big Scoob, you fixing to get schooled How could you just diss dude and do something

ho Look at all this money you missin' Yo, what's the deal pimpin', I'm so for real pimpin' I get my Cinderella with unbroken seals pimpin' I flip a big truck with some big