Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Big Man, artist - Jammer. Album song Big Man, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.06.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Big Dada
Song language: English
Big Man |
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I’m a big man but I’m not 40 |
Yo, watch me get naughty |
Murkle Man, that’s what they call me |
Brought myself in, nobody brought me |
I’m a big man but I’m not 40 |
Yo, watch me get naughty |
Murkle Man, that’s what they call me |
Brought myself in, nobody brought me |
Yo, guess what |
Bare man fi get the elbow drop |
Ballhead, canerow or French crop |
Durag, afro or high top |
Guess what |
Bare man fi get the elbow drop |
Ballhead, canerow or French crop |
Durag, afro or high top |
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Clack, clack, what? |
Clack clack |
Brrrap |
Three more, clack, clack, clack |
Ahh, clack |
Ha, and I flow sicker |
Mandem are Jack and I’m ripper |
Flowing and going and getting bigger and bigger |
And I pull the trigger |
Lyrics to lyrics, you get B-U-N |
Back to back, you get B-U-N |
Face to face, you get B-U-N |
Switch it up? |
Aight then, B-U-N again |
Dun your dance, it’s B-U-N again |
Lord of the Mics 3, 4, 5, 6 |
7, 8, 9, 10, get B-U-N again |
OK, your bars are dead, your flow’s dead |
Your creps are dead, your clothes are dead |
Your girl’s dead, your hairline’s dead |
Go to your barber and tell him what I said |
Go to your dad, tell him what I said |
Make him look at this waste MC that he bred |
About you wanna stand up inna war |
Lay-Z, I paint the whole town red |
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Winning and chilling |
All day, every day, chilling and winning |
Spend weekends with different women |
I make P from spitting these lyrics on riddims |
Fly like a G6, hype on the remix |
Us man are making a killing |
I do nothing but winning and chilling |
All day, every day, chilling and winning |
Dem bwoy ah go die |
On a long ting, no lie |
No more Mr Nice Guy, why? |
thought man was a nice man |
So they come and take liberties with Flowdan |
Dem never know man was a smart man |
Couple grand, that makes you a dead man |
One phone call will send for the iceman |
He will freeze and no names get mentioned |
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