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The Lost Prophets - Big Body lyrics
[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 wasteThe Lost Prophets - Big Body - http://motolyrics.com/the-lost-prophets/big-body-lyrics.html
 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












