Big Price
Oh hot diggity dog
You better hold onto your britches
Before they fly off like reindeers on Christmas
Because it is Your Mother's Favorite Rapper
And Big Wy's Brass Band
Back at it again
This about to be a sellout event
Your Mother's Fav and Big Wy's that's as good as it gets
They wanna know how we do it but we ain't giving no hints
I'm the homie Ronald Reagan couldn't ever forget, aye
Marvin Gaye on the vinyl player
Baby girl losing all her layers
I don't think I have no more haters
Even they hands are in the air
Really tho I see 'em sitting in the mezzanine
2019 everybody yelling Lucky Me
I'm just reading off the prophecy
Maybe even pull women like a slot machine
It's the no swagger Mick Jagger so dagger
On point looking sharp, I'm so flattered
Ya boy such a catch like a Pokémon Master
Yeah the white kid fly and I think Polly want a cracker woooh!
And it's real nice
Step back homie we don't need your advice
Run the check up we deserve a big price
Run the check up we deserve a, yuh
And it's all night
Got your woman feeling alright
Run the check up we deserve a big price
Run the check up we deserve a big price
Running for the money I call that a tread mill
Your Mother's Fav all I really do is keep it real
You more fake then the California girls
With boob jobs call 'em Beverly Hills
And I ain't ever pop pills I was already born dope
I don't need coffee I was already born woke
Sore throat if you try to spit like me more bro
That booty gordo like what do it do?
I'm going harder than Medusa when she looking at you
You look confused cause the whitest of dudes
Is like an animal I'm Zoboomafoo
Your woman say that I'm cute
And I been working cause I still got everything to prove
So I don't hold back I smack you whack rappers
Gentleman back again I'm mad dapper
And you love it right? No kryptonite
Cutie pie tryna ride with ya boy tonight
And it's real nice
Step back homie we don't need your advice
Run the check up we deserve a big price
Run the check up we deserve a, aye
And it's all night
Got your woman feeling alright
Run the check up we deserve a big price
Run the check up we deserve a, ah!
You better hold onto your britches
Before they fly off like reindeers on Christmas
Because it is Your Mother's Favorite Rapper
And Big Wy's Brass Band
Back at it again
This about to be a sellout event
Your Mother's Fav and Big Wy's that's as good as it gets
They wanna know how we do it but we ain't giving no hints
I'm the homie Ronald Reagan couldn't ever forget, aye
Marvin Gaye on the vinyl player
Baby girl losing all her layers
I don't think I have no more haters
Even they hands are in the air
Really tho I see 'em sitting in the mezzanine
2019 everybody yelling Lucky Me
I'm just reading off the prophecy
Maybe even pull women like a slot machine
It's the no swagger Mick Jagger so dagger
On point looking sharp, I'm so flattered
Ya boy such a catch like a Pokémon Master
Yeah the white kid fly and I think Polly want a cracker woooh!
And it's real nice
Step back homie we don't need your advice
Run the check up we deserve a big price
Run the check up we deserve a, yuh
And it's all night
Got your woman feeling alright
Run the check up we deserve a big price
Run the check up we deserve a big price
Running for the money I call that a tread mill
Your Mother's Fav all I really do is keep it real
You more fake then the California girls
With boob jobs call 'em Beverly Hills
And I ain't ever pop pills I was already born dope
I don't need coffee I was already born woke
Sore throat if you try to spit like me more bro
That booty gordo like what do it do?
I'm going harder than Medusa when she looking at you
You look confused cause the whitest of dudes
Is like an animal I'm Zoboomafoo
Your woman say that I'm cute
And I been working cause I still got everything to prove
So I don't hold back I smack you whack rappers
Gentleman back again I'm mad dapper
And you love it right? No kryptonite
Cutie pie tryna ride with ya boy tonight
And it's real nice
Step back homie we don't need your advice
Run the check up we deserve a big price
Run the check up we deserve a, aye
And it's all night
Got your woman feeling alright
Run the check up we deserve a big price
Run the check up we deserve a, ah!
Credits
Writer(s): Luke Jenison
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