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Big L - Platinum Plus lyrics
f/ Big Daddy Kane [Big L] Yo yo what the fuck man? Big L.. takin over the streets Flamboyant Entertainment Chorus One: DJ Premier (repeat 2X) 'What y'all bout to witness..' -] Jay-Z 'Big L, Big L, Big L..' {*cut*} 'My-my-my-my, my whole crew wild..' 'The game is called rap..' 'Other MC's ain't got a chance at all..' {*cut*} 'My-whole, my, my whole crew wild..' [Big L] Yo, I'm straight loco, to hell with you and your broke hoe You ain't a big dog, you more like Toto, you got no dough I smoke 'dro mixed with cocoa, strong as bolo I pack a fo'-fo', platinum ro-ro Anti-homo, that's a no-no so fuck po'-po' I push the seven-fo'-oh and not the Volvo C-Town push the six-oh-oh, I'm with a bitch on dolo Chips from here to Acapulco While y'all buck for legs I, buck for heads I even buck celebs, nigga fuck the feds My underground niggaz, y'all can shine with me Got my own label now, so y'all can sign with me Y'all can take me from the bottom and climb with me that's fine with me, that's how it was designed to be Chorus Two: Big L (repeat 2X) Aiyyo, gats we bust (backs we crush) Only hot tracks we lust (crazy stacks we clutch) And we need plaques to touch (that say platinum plus) cause half of you niggaz that's rappin now (is wack to us) [Big Daddy Kane] And cats still wonder can they get as hot as he been That probably depends, let me show you how to begin Bang chicks in Marriotts down to Quality Inns Hit the bar spend cash like Monopoly ends Plushed out, rock gators and exotical skins Come in the hood, flippin the chicken and broccoli Timbs Niggaz come in the game, block they shot at the rim That ain't in you - the FUCK you gon' possibly win? I do it, 'Booty Calls' on the BlackSTREET Teddy tip Keep a steady grip, make cream just like Ready Whip Heavy with, styles that's the deadliest Cats on that petty shit watch how much lead he get You tryin to go places, chasin Oasis About nothin gettin low wages Drink Hennessey with no chasers Right hook is like Joe Frasier's I'm the bodacious Body parts are big and like Schwarz-a-niggaz Smokin Garcia Vega tryin to get the larger paper If you, block the cash, we lockin ass I'ma put it in your chest like I'm stalkin past Only out to earn figures like we please but I don't mind to burn niggaz like CD's Now - exhibit, styles I kick with it [*COUGH*] Pardon me, but I'm fuckin sickwiddit Chorus Two Chorus Three: DJ Premier (repeat 2X) 'Other MC's ain't got a chance at all..' {*cut*} 'My-whole, my, my whole crew wild..' 'What y'all bout to witness..' -] Jay-Z 'Big L, Big L, Big L..' {*cut*} 'My-my-my-my, my whole crew wild..' 'The game is called rap..' [Premier keeps cutting] 'Other MC's ain't got a chance at all..' {*cut*} 'My-whole, my, my whole crew wild..' 'What y'all bout to witness..' -] Jay-Z 'Big L, Big L, Big L..' .. 'Other MC's ain't got a chance at all..' .. 'What y'all bout to witness..' -] Jay-Z 'Big L, Big L, Big L..' {*cut*} 'My-my-my-my, my whole crew wild..' .. {*cut*} 'My-my-my-my, my whole crew wild..' 'What y'all bout to witness..' -] Jay-Z 'Big L, Big L, Big L..' |
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