Big Body Lyrics

Big Body lyrics

f/ Juvenile











[Chorus: Beelow]



Big bodies, them big bodies



What you playin in, them big bodies



Them big bodies



What you flossin in, them big bodies



Them big bodies



What you thuggin in, them big bodies



Them big bodies







[Beelow]



You like them woodgrain Suburbans on them 20 inch mo's



Say you ballin out of control and you be shinin like gold



Like a fresh 9-9 on some Lorenzo's



Candy paint with the kit behind the mirror gettin blowed



How you do it my niggas out the B.R.C.



Pushin weight, makin cake, takin over the street



Got a Rolie on my wrist that'll blind ya fawl



For everyday of the week I got a brand new car



Drop it all and run and tell yo bitch what you saw



Beelow layin it down like a superstar



Clown nigga, grab yo piece and I'll be quicker to draw



Ballin clique thugged out and we be bout to go off



In them







[Chorus]







[Juvenile]



What was you thinkin bout my nigga when you say what you said



You must feel like that you a dog and I cant touch yo head



It ain't nothin you can say to me that'll make me afraid



I done fought wit niggas like you, everyone of 'em dead



I done fucked some of the baddest hoes shawty done made



Put the dick on the bitch like I can't just walk on away



Can you picture a nigga holdin my dick on the cover of Blaze



Number one spotted on your radio for 70 days



Throw a concert in the SuperDome and pack it like MAZE



Cash Money put it together so I'm finally paid



We was tied up in the ???, now we runnin away



Niggas aint gon' shut us up wit gatlin guns in our face



And we gon' keep these bitches asses shakin up in the place



Drink everything we pay for 'cause aint nothin to waste



Oh, ya'll niggas 'bout ya issue, I know ya'll can relate



I'm tryin to lace you wit this game so that all of ya'll can be straight







[Chorus]







[Beelow]



Now I'ma run it for my playas in that BRC



Thugged out, straight flossin in them big bodies



We paper chasers, slangin weighters , all we want is the cheese



Down south takin over is off the heezie



I say black Navies, Suburbans, LX450's



Leather seats, V.C.'s, wit 4 TV's



Layin it down when I clown and I hit yo street



Yo baby mama and yo kids payin 'tention to me



Beelow ak'n bad, layin it down, flossed up



Straight ridin through the ward in a fresh Lexus truck



I'm ak'n bad like I told ya



And if you don't have a big body then pullover



20 inch shells on the bird, that's how we roll brah



My ballin clique is layin it down like some soljas



Now talk that shit and bring the heat if you got beef



And you will find that you never gonna cross me



I'm tearin it down wit a rush when I come through



And if you not flossin big bodies then it's on you







[Chorus]







[Beelow]



Now I'ma run it for my playas in that BRC



Thugged out, straight flossin in them big bodies



Paper chasers, slangin weight, all we want is the cheese



Down south takin over is off the heezie



I'ma run in it for my playas in that BRC



Thugged out, straight flossin in them big bodies



Paper chasers, slangin weight, all we want is the cheese



Down south takin over is off the heezie







[Juvenile 'til fade]



Niggas ridin big bodies



We done did that