Big Body Remix lyrics

f/ Juvenile, Thug Addict



* a re-issue of the original "Ballin` 4 Billions"



[Beelow]

What?What?What?

Off top, we flossin`...

Down South, off top,

Beelow check this out...

Remix...wha?



Chorus [Beelow]:



Big Bodies, them big bodies what`cha playin` in?

Them Big Bodies, big bodies, what`cha thuggin` in?

Big bodies, them big bodies, what`cha flossin` in?

Big bodies, them big bodies



First Verse [Beelow, Thug Addict, Juvenile]:



[Beelow]

Whoa na, Wootay that`s me,

Ridin` fly in all types of rides in the big body,

I`m layin` it down with my rounds, like my dog B,

We flossed out with the ice in the ES-3,

The six-hundred got a clip sittin` on chrome, brah,

Window tent, leather seats, with the phone, brah,

Gimme a pop through the city and it`s on, brah,

Best believe might take her home and wet her down, brah,

We paid hustlas in this game tryin` to make a mil,

Have a house on the hill and sit back and chill,

Cuz down South them boys they be bout that scrilla,

Say we hustlin` in this game to clock seven figures,

Reala, what?

Now I`ma run it to my playas in that B.R.C.,

Thugged out, straight flossin` in them big bodies,

We paper chasin`, slangin` weight cuz all we want is the cheese,

Down South takin` over it`s off the heezie,

I`ma run it through my playas in that B.R.C.,

Thugged out, straight flossin` in them big bodies,

We paper chasin`, slangin` weight cuz all we want is the cheese,

Down South takin` over it`s off the heezie,



[Thug Addict]

Hunh,

I got TWENTY BIG BODY CARS,

WITH TWENTY BIG BODY BROADS,

TWENTY BIG BODY TRUCKS,

TALKIN` BOUT BIG BODY YARDS,

Pushin` Lexus GS`s, Impala SS`s,

Navigators, 4runner`s,

Expeditions and hummers,

Got the bounce in my car,

Trunk nothin` but raw,

I GOT THE BIGFOOT TRUCK WITH THE SHOCKS AND ALL,

T.V., C.D., with the DVD,

I got EVERYBODY OUT`CHEA WANNA RIDE WITH ME

Skkkkkerrttt, burn rubber on the highway with me,

I`m doin` eighty on that ass as I mash the gas,

I run over everything on the floor if you don`t let me pass,

I`ma bulldoze through, like a Gangsta Mac,

Say what?

Them boys ridin` big bodies we done did that,

Pushin` F-150`s, 250`s, and doin` it boy, we doin` that,

Lookin` like "Who them people in them big ol` truck that think they runnin`

that?",

Them boys ridin` big bodies, how ya luv that?



[Juvenile]

Look what`cha thinkin` bout my nigga when you say what you say?

You must have like let down your guard and shit we breakin` yo head,

It ain`t nothin` you can say to me that`ll make me afraid,

I done walked with niggas like you, every one of `em dead,

I done fucked some of the baddest hoes, chocolate and red,

Put the dick on the bitch like I just came home from the Feds,

Can you picture a nigga holdin` my dick on the cover of Rage?

Number one spot up in the radio for seventy days,

Throw a concert in the Superdome and pack it like Ma$e,

Ca$h Money put it together so the family pays,

We was tied up in the race but now we runnin` away,

Niggas ain`t gone shut us up we got our guns in they face,

And we gone keep these bitches shakin` they ass up in the place,

Drank everything we pay for cuz ain`t nothin` to waste,

All you niggas bout`cha issue I know y`all could relate,

I`m tryin` to lace y`all with this game so all of y`all can be straight



Chorus



[Beelow]

I say black navi`s, suburban accessories,

Leather seats, watch the remix on your four T.V.`s,

I`m layin` it down, STILL clownin` when I hit yo streets,

Yo baby Momma and yo kid all over my D,

Beelow (what`s up?) doin` gold and bezzled up,

They ride through the park in the big black truck,

I`m actin` back like I told ya,

And if you don`t have a big body then pull over,

Twenty-inch shells on them burbans how we roll, brah,

My Ballin` clique is actin` donkey on ya, hanh brah?

This big bodies all the time, brah,

That`s how we shine, brah,

I`m on the grind, brah,

Flossin` all the time, brah,

I turn they heads and they wonder what I`m ridin` in next?

With J.D. and Larell in that bubble-ah Lex,

Whoa na, we done did it, ha?

And you don`t like it cuz we flossin` big bodies, ha?

Luh-luh-luh-look



Chorus (1/2x)



[Beelow]

Now I`ma run it to my playas in that B.R.C.,

Thugged out, straight flossin` in them big bodies,

We paper chasin`, slangin` weight cuz all we want is the cheese,

Down South takin` over it`s off the heezie,

I`ma run it to my playas in that B.R.C.,

Thugged out, straight flossin` in them big bodies,

We paper chasin`, slangin` weight cuz all we want is the cheese,

Down South takin` over it`s off the heezie



Chorus
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