Burban And Impalas Lyrics - Big Mike

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Verse 1]
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 xxxx '97 new xxxx
Keep on talkin son and i'ma keep on stackin
I'm real with this xxxx while you niggas are out there actin

[chorus]
Playa playa make the hoes say dollar dollar
'burbans and impalas makin niggas holler
When they recognize a louisiana nigga straight comin texas side

[verse 2]
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 xxxx that you left hoe
Ask her though i max the hoe bags the flow
xxx 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 xxxxx named jeannie
Made her act bad for my brother peanie

[chorus]

[verse 3]
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 xxxxxx with them bustas
And don't give a xxxx 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 xxxx which we smoke from houston to new orleans xxxxx
Take a hit and quit and now i got you seein xxxx
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 xxxxxxx after the show

[chorus]

{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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