ready to step, so get your step on. Make me move, don't stop girl, baby I'm ready to step, so get your step on. Make me move. So make me move. Make me move
Kids or girl you touch (say what?), in this world I clutch (c'mon) Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso (used to call me fatso) Now you call me Castro
bring [Verse 2] For BIG I learn to grip aim and cock it Once I got it, I lock it Banger, big city boy with deep pockets See me speak, that paper better
?s the Gaza Strip, this raw shit?s a part of me A cult following martyrs me, street life is haunting me constantly Thinking cops with the friction are trying to slaughter me
anywhere Maybe we make a deal Maybe together we can get somewhere Anyplace is better Starting from zero got nothing to lose Maybe we'll make something But me
ll break yo' god damn neck Big dick in my drawers, the niggaz from down South Down to put a twelve gauge in yo' god damn mouth! Think I'm playin bitch try me
call me Diddy I run this city Send the cops, the feds and D.A to come get me Cats wanna leave me for dead you coming with me Get head in the Bentley red
, they can't give me no time, cause it's my rhyme Everlast, get funky for me one time [ ROUND 1: Everlast ] Everlast is in effect gettin big respect Then I collect big
from the city, with a x you like malcom then you wanna outcome i can move in the room full of wolves so switched so smooth, thank you mom for making me
2) If ya baby daddy left you, raise yo kids on ya own, if you need a real nigga put my numba in ya phone, if you neva left tha city, neva been up outta
', my thuggin', thug lovin' And I know you're gettin' bored I know you're livin your life, faithfully Safe from me, away from me, but you miss bein' next to me
fast, I'm a rude ass bitch when I need to be But I'm cool as shit if you real with me, you feelin me? I never sleep like my city when it's time to get
nigga I think BIG like Christopher Wallace And I (and I) won't stop till my grand kids' grand kids sittin on dollars And I ain't even a father, nigga Call me
call me Diddy I run this city Send the cops, the feds and D.A. to come get me Cats wanna leave me for dead you coming with me Get head in the Bentley
