Bourbans and impalas de Big Mike
Letra de Bourbans and impalas
I ain't trippin off these niggas flippin, losin they mind 
Gettin high, chasin hoes, i was like that at one time 
I did my thing, and still on top of my game 
Got niggas askin: big mike, when you gon' be droppin again? 
I just smile, go back the to lab, work on my style, collect beats 
Cook it up like a ki, and take it back to the streets 
Cause niggas beef when i don't speak, like they straight missin somethin 
I give em a tape, they be like 'great', pop it in they deck and start bumpin 
Got em humpin like the gap band, i'm back, man, look here 
Doin shows straight in all 50 states within one year 
I got tight gear for the stage, blow up and make front page 
Now it's happenin, i'm platinum with tracks my nigga mike b. laid 
Made niggas mad, then i step, got a new click 
Now i'm ready to do shit, '97 new shit 
Keep on talkin, son, and i'ma keep on stackin 
I'm real with this shit while you niggas are out there actin 
Playa, playa, make the hoes say, dollar, dollar 
'burbans and impalas, makin niggas holler 
When they recognize a louisiana nigga straight comin texas side 
Hey what's that nigga's name? 
It's the peterman, ain't no shame in his game 
Playa, playa, make the hoes say, dollar, dollar 
'burbans and impalas, makin niggas holler 
When they recognize a louisiana nigga straight comin texas side 
Surprise, who's catchin a eye like the ufo 
This ain't the mothership, i don't return shit that you left, hoe 
Ask her, though, i max the hoe, bags the flow 
Ass to toe, hoes i hit, i let you know 
I'm the original, there's no second, yo 
Because a nigga's kinda special, loc 
Seriously speakin weekend after weekend 
A nigga like me got the hoes seriously tweakin 
Freakin at night, i cracks it like whodini 
Had a bitch named jeannie 
Made her act bad for my brother peanie 
It's the bigger, the blacker, the nigga comin from that swamp 
About to smoke a quarter for starters, so pass that blunt 
Don't stunt, what you want, niggas, what? 
School em with some of that buddah 
Cos kooley keep fuckin with them bustas 
And don't give a fuck, so what you wanna make of it? 
Totin on that swisher, i know you wanna hit it, come have your take of it 
Fakin it, never, nigga cos i'm way too real for that 
Rollin with a gang of niggas ready to kill for that 
Green shit, which we smoke from houston to new orleans, bitch 
Take a hit and quit, and now i got you seein shit 
So pass it to my nigga, my nigga pass it back to me 
Take it to the head, and that's the last of it 
You see me in the back with my hoes ridin on that gold 
High till i die and that's the way it go, oh 
You know, i see you bitches after the show 
cece: 
(i need it 
I need it 
I want it 
I want it 
I like it 
I like it 
Got to have it 
I got to have it 
I got to have it 
Oh yeah 
Yes 
I like it yeah 
Oh yeah 
I want it 
I want it 
Oh yeah 
Oh yeah-yeah 
Makin me holler 
Dollar dollar 
Yeah)
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