"Big James" lyrics - LIL WAYNE

Bam! bitch nigga lay face down and the dirt
Count the ants you jerk
I'm the answer you jerk
Not like allen nor paul ear but you can still get hurt
U got speak a little louder 'cause a nigga got small ear
Either that or he ain't wanted around here mothafuck
I know get hunted around here mothafuck
And they call me big james around here mothafuck
Got any problem call maine I'm here
Up in the fest nigga
Bumping vest nigga
Gonna out like a western ride
Is I'm wrestle naw
But nigga still haven't learn lesson from that 88' accident
This rap shit was a accident
I suppose to sell crack and shit
But came out kinda talented
And I balance
I'm ph balance nigga don't test me
Just might make you burst in to tear
When switch from 1 to 3 gear
Pop my gat and the potato drop
Yo
But you ain't really that hood though
Yo girl really a hoe doe
And ya whole hood know
And I brought the chain really gold never eva rose
With the very big my logo
And the hoodie is over me all I need is the 44 man
If you fuck with me it blow blow
All man I'm oh so serious
Man I need find so more bitch
And my flow oh so various
I know no boundary
No homo's around me just gangster man
What the possibility
Of me falling off this rap shit
And tomorrow I'll be
Across the from ya crib
Like behind the tree
On my way to ya doorstep
Like behind the key
Man
Y'all nigga better keep buy me
Or bring out that bad guy in me
U don't want that
Man they say the squad is too hot
Dey say it still be hot during august and July
I don't want to go no more
... Fuck it we got that remix

If I put you on my hit list
U gonna walk around with football equipment
Tha guns that we squeeze put bullets in ya chest
'Cause we squeeze arm like blood pressure test
I bet you want big james to slump ya clump ass
I'll push a clip between ya lip and mustache
Touch my cash and taste the floor
My 8 make ya face hot like straighten combs
I wanna make this known if I don't blow fuck it
I got ounces of haze that go for four hundred
When the haze come in
Be on the block all night
Wit bags the size of monopoly dice
If you caught snitchin then a cannon to ya rib
I'll make you strip nake like d'anglo did
I get more bread then u
And get more head then u
'Cause I do shit you scared to do
Maine... eazzzzzy

Ima the wrong one to fool wit
I got 2 clit clit
The pump will have you nasty like pool split
U a bitch
If you eva speak wrong
I'll have ya hood nigga sing rest in peace song
Keep playin' and wake up in a truck
I'll you pussy bleed
Like it's that time of the month period
I'm serious I hand out ounces
I be running through abandon
Burn haze come back out and serve the block
Wit a bird in a landry detergent box
And some dirty clothes
So it does seem like I'm toss packs
It just seem like I'm goin' to the laundromat
It's a real shame
Especial
When the jake know your
Ya face
Ya birthday
And ya real name
Like yo kane
And I still throw record lies
And I flip pounds
And I don't mean excise
I make nigga upset when I rhyme
U want to battle
Lets put some bets on the line
If you run number we can get down right naw
Man write down my two way number
If you tryna hear 'bout maine
Just dial 877954-
1893
That what you nigga page went you tryna find me a bitch

We go to sleep with the fussin'
Then wake up to the fuckin'
Breakfast in bed
Don't forget my English muffin

When I hit the block
None of you nigga be standin'
I'll pull the burner out my draws
You gonna piss in ur panties

Nigga want to fight
I'll talk to hamburger
Who want beef
Who want beef
When you look outside
You will see cop being murda

Had ta struggle for success
Hid grams in girls breast
Stick bricks... under they dress
Nathin' more
Nathin' less
'Cause I hustle
Ta be tha best
In tha game
Wear diamonds in my chain
So everythan' anit tha same
Boy thank I be playin'
Ima treat like tha same
Drag across tha street
Shoot him in the brain
Put him in tha house
And pretend
Everythan is tha same
Ya boy lil maine
But you can call me big james
'Cause ima big
In tha change
But lil in the fam
But everythan' gonna change
When I get my pinky ring
Camera be on me
Like it was a super bowl ring
But I still got super bowl change
'Cause I put that white stuff in a super bowl man
It's tha best
U can test
Pull it out tha left side of my vest
'Cause I deal tha best
So tha block neva rest

Money in my hand
Body on my heart
Good thang we got a forgiving god
Got a lot of bitch
None got to my heart
Neva fall in love
That's a bad start
So I keep my girls away
That's a distance part
Love my money
Never distance part
Stay a distance away from the snitchin' part
Snitchin ass nigga
Take away his lookin' part
Ya
Ima all that and a bag of chips
All day that what I do is bag some chips
For what
You know to shot up a bitch
Shot up his bitch
If that bitch nigga start bitchin'
Ya
No sympathy at all
Stay that way
And nigga you will never fall
Fall down to the endless ditch
That the endless pit
Its time to end this shit
Bitch. my nigga tremaine s jackson aka big james