hustle grinding 9 to 5 Living in the city just trying to survive Knowing you should push those big boy rides Knowing you deserve to live that life Every night
[50 cent] uh huh...yea [verse 1] shorty the henny got me feeling right ya heard me? my momma gone you could spend the night ya heard me? i'm not playing
Hey you know me bitch nigga, I'm all of that Hit your broad with a big dick, didn't call her back Relax lil' cat, let the big dog attack Thought it was
waiting at a long light broke just doesn`t suit me girl and every night is prom night where`d I just put my bow tie millionnaire multi Rest in peace to BIG
285 eastside, me and aye wasted Racing, seven big booty broads chasing Springbreak, fifty-thousand white girls shake it Some dancing naked, but everyone wasted Magic City
niggas My real New York niggas Jamaica P All my live niggas all my cuban link niggas Raekwon, big Daddy-O, big Daddy-O
In a big city, they just dropped me off It's so much colder than I thought it would be So I tuck myself in and turn my night light on Wish I'd never
This a way, that a way Now I was bouncing through the club She loved the way I did it bout I see her boyfriend hatin' like a city cop Now I ain't never
to the club see that thangs on dubs, i know what they like, i know what its like to sexy girls to give it to ya come on party all night, something about
A V I T Y, gravity, wow, big G G R A V I T Y, gravity G R A V I T Y, wait a minute Slow it down, big city There's a fat cat there sitting pretty Watch
on your way at the end of the day Under the fire and the rain The whole big bloody parade until that That feeling,
but I swear I need a newer bitch Let her out the house and I'll be leaving here with your bitch I'm flying in a different city every night Got everything
star b*tch, redbone so thick, long hair dont care, derion outfit. She go to church ee'r sunday, she a teacher at the school. You did it big last night
never touch 'Cause we don't have enough Don't let your hopes get high 'Cause girls like you can't fly Oh, the long nights in the small room With the big
belly of the country, over East of Eden, yeah. Gm C Gm C Confused by the big city
I think Bob Dylan said that He hit New York City He began to play at the Apollo in Harlem Good scene there, everybody raving One day, one night, came
job in the city Working for the man ev'ry night and day Then I never lost a minute of sleep When worrying 'bout the way that things might have been Big
, plant corn Bust kernels on heat, work hard like wetbacks Set backs is gonna get my ass to be hostile Rockwilder the beat, top dollar defeat Big moneys make the big