Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money
I'm patrick smoking trees with bob, spongy
When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit
That's making your head bob even if the music was muted,
And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick
And my dick is just that big!
No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic
And my name too big, and my gang too big
So i went down south but i ended up north
Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,
Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus
Big pun and big l's lifestylez ov da poor and dangerous,
Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for
We use to be kids on that bob the builder,
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