Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,
Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts
After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard
From the big big city nyc not a west coast potpouuri suburb
They just go around
Tryin have a big amount
And big money like hulk
Clap two times if you drunk
Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house
Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours
Your balls big vagina
Yeah, one time for the
Big rob whaddya think nocturnal means
Too much percussion and bass when i take beats
These wussies pretending to stand big
Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick
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