“Ugh. Hey what’s up. Mess around then. Yeah…something. Yeah, alright check it.
Check it,
You know how I be,
Last week Kobe couldn’t do without me.
You know how I be,
Last week Kobe couldn’t do without me.
I call myself Big but I’m not as good as Biggie,
I call myself Big because I…next to Diddy,
Excuse me, Diddy lives next to me,
So in the hood dog I feel like BIG.
Because if Biggie was still here he would be right there.
…live in a mansion somewhere chillin’,
Sittin’ on about half a billion.
…half abillion.
For real dog, now that’s BIG.
There ain’t nobody in the world doing bigger than me.
That’s like a white boy tryin’ to be more nigga than me.
That’s like a homeless cat having more fingers than me.
That’s like Patrick Ewing having more rings than me.
That’s like rappers having cause…
That’s like…singing to yourself that you’re better than me.
….better than me,
Now stop, think about that,
It ain’t about that, it’s about BIG aka Big Shaq.
Now that’s the difference between first and last place,
Kobe, nigga, tell me how my ass tastes.
Okay, Kobe, tell me how my ass tastes.
Okay, everybody Kobe, tell me how my ass tastes.
I’m a horse, Kobe rated me out that’s why I’m getting divorced.
He said Shaq ain’t no…
I don’t do that because my name is Shaquille,
I love ‘em, I don’t leave ‘em,
I got a vasectomy, now I can’t breed them.
Kobe how my ass tastes?
Everybody, Kobe how my ass tastes,
Yeah, you couldn’t do it without me,
Kobe you can’t do without me,
Kobe you can’t do without me,
Everybody, Kobe how my ass tastes,
Yeah, you couldn’t do it without me,
Yeah, you couldn’t do it without me,
Yeah, you couldn’t do it without me,
Everybody, Kobe tell me how my ass tastes,
Yeah, thank you…
Rick City in the building.
Yo, stop bullshitting on the drums."
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