Big Mama lyrics

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Send "Big Mama" Ringtone to your Cell [ VERSE 1 ] Save all the drama Cause here comes the Big Mama Any bitch who rip Shanny, I bomb her Cause y`all weak-ass hoes got me fed up So hookers, get your gloves, and yo, let`s got head up Wall to wall y`all all will fall I don`t stall cause in this brawl it`s winner takes all A title bout for all the clout Any hooker tryin to step to this, it`s lights out One hit, your head split, throat slit Think you`re Miss It, but I started this shit At 14 years old I was goin gold While I was on tour, you was tourin the hoe stroll Suckin dicks and turnin tricks to get a quick fix While I was puttin dope hits in the mix Rippin shows with Kane and Biz Markie Fuckin up Roxanne and takin out Sparky Niggas came in flocks from blocks and blocks To watch the Rox knock bitches out the box And every place I played, I headlined Striclty big names on the topic read mine The q-u-double e-n Queen of emceein Whenever I flow it`s poetry in Motion, so you can save all the drama And get the fuck out the way, here comes the Big Mama (Mama - mama - Aww!) (I gave birth to most of them MC`s) [ VERSE 2 ] Rhymes are deadly, so hooker, write out your will Here comes the queen foot-first to your grill Recitin poems that hit like boulders Smackin your head dead off your muthafuckin shoulders So nip all the talk in a bud This ain`t no gameboy, I came to draw blood At any hag thinkin that she can last with me It only takes one blast, and that ass`ll be Wrecked, ruined, damaged, ripped Cross my path, your ass`ll get whipped Cause Shanté ain`t about no games Matter of fact, yo, I`ma start callin off names First up there`s Latifah You roll up, and I`ma smoke that ass like reefer Cause you ain`t never in life been a star to me Sold the fuck out tryin to go R&B Now that shit is shady You say ladies first, well I`m the first lady And all y`all hoes are phoney Try to get flippid, I`ma rip you and your girl Monie You`re illegitimate, tryin to get a little bit And I`m about sick of that `Monie-in-the-middle`-shit Your album cold garbage Had one good jam, now you think you a star, bitch Breakin your neck tryin to be in the limelight But give you a mic, and you can`t even rhyme right So get the fuck off the scene Cause I got a M-16 that says `Shanny`s the queen` And all you bitches got your style from me The capital S-h-a-n-t-é Used to go to my show, analyze how the sound flow On the down low, fuck around, lay around, hoe So save all the drama And make room for the Big Mama (Mama - mama - Aww!) (I gave birth to most of them MC`s) [ VERSE 3 ] The real queen`s in effect Whenever I come, yo, I come correct And niggas give me the utmost due respect And any hag that try to last `ll cold get smoked like marihuana cause her ass is grass I dig ditches for you bitches While I collect riches and give you a head full of stitches Cause in a beef I don`t sleep or lollygag Sendin you hags off-stage in a bodybag Cause Shanté is a rebel You say you`re lyte as a rock, you get crushed like a pebble One word, and I`ma bag her Watch the bitch stagger, cause I don`t dig the bulldagger To me a wush don`t deserve a mic in hand Somebody tell her to stop actin like a man She needs somethin real thick to help her out quick (What?) And that`s a good piece of dick Now as for that West Coast slut With fake-ass hair, contacts, and a patted butt Instead of stompin to the 90s, use your brain And stomp your ass down to Jack Lelane You better hurry and hop on a diet plan And keep the pork chops out the fryin pan Yeah, I said it, so what? You roll up, slut, you get a fuckin gumbut to your gut I`m bringin tears to all my peers I ain`t new, I been doin this shit for 10 years Bring any hoe, and I wreck her I rip the nicest, from Isis down to Salt-N-Pepa And now you know that I`m the star of the show, hoe While I get dough, you`re givin up the yo-yo You say a nigga can`t play with it You got another job? Well bitch, you better stay with it Cause you ain`t shit in this here Shanté`s the queen, and I`m makin it clear Kickin flavors the way it`s supposed to be That`s why no other MC`s comin close to me I leave em all in the dust >From crumbs to crust It`s a must that all opponents get bust So get the fuck off the stage and save all the drama And make room for the Big Mama (Mama - mama - Aww!) (I gave birth to most of them MC`s) Send " Big Mama" Ringtone to your Cell Big Mama lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Big Mama lyrics @ ELyrics | Big Mama lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Big Mama lyrics @ Songlyrics | Big Mama lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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