| Yeah ok what’s up y’all
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| This is one of those dancing songs
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| We ride big big cars
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| And big big rims
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| And we rock big clothes
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| With them big big timbs
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| Got big cribs
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| Cause we got big crib
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| Im a real big kid
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| cause we do it real big
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| flow so hot
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| vvs diamonds in my big big watch
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| you know I got it on lock
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| keep a chick on my arm
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| more than the watch
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| she started looking at my finger
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| maybe because of the rocks
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| and now the g’s on the block shock like the watch
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| its like a car show when I open up my garage
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| vipers, maserati, Lamborghini, drop tops
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| cuty cuty hydraulics once we drop it like it’s hot
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| its all on tape matter fact you all are fake
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| so that four arm will make your head alternate
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| cause while you stabbing im jabbing
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| you get to rapping and acting
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| and try to make it a habit
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| but tricks aint for silly rabbit
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| flawless style will make you shake
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| girls cry me a river like timberlake
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| that’s like music that’s trapped in a stereo wrapped in a gift that you wrapped and so you aint hearing jack
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| We ride big big cars
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| And big big rims
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| And we rock big clothes
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| With them big big timbs
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| Got big cribs
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| Cause we got big crib
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| Im a real big kid
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| cause we do it real big
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| We ride big big cars
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| And big big rims
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| And we rock big clothes
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| With them big big timbs
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| Got big cribs
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| Cause we got big crib
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| Im a real big kid
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| cause we do it real big
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| pull up in a whip
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| they want to see the T I P of my dip
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| think I better get a grip
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| my money like the Olympics
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| I got to make a fist
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| I never recall falling
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| But I got to take a trip
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| Im living on cribs
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| while you dreaming in you crib
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| so all you big babies can keep on your bibs
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| staying on tour while my album getting shipped
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| trying to get four picks
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| plain bus car ships
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| so give it break
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| and still call Jibbs the great
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| you need to chill with your grill
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| saying jibs a fake
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| cause while you be grilling your boy
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| Jibbs be chilling
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| Im trying to make me some millions
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| Put chandeliers in the ceiling
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| Doin it big
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| Im trying to get more on my plate
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| While you going half crazy
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| I put half on a lake
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| So sixteen’s I spit
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| For sixteen you get
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| By sixteen im living
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| Like sixteen was millions
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| We ride big big cars
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| And big big rims
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| And we rock big clothes
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| With them big big timbs
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| Got big cribs
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| Cause we got big crib
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| Im a real big kid
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| cause we do it real big
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| We ride big big cars
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| And big big rims
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| And we rock big clothes
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| With them big big timbs
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| Got big cribs
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| Cause we got big crib
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| Im a real big kid
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| cause we do it real big
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| doing big things
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| rock big clothes
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| with them big big chains
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| and we fly big planes
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| copter so fly so we flying through the rain
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| young Jibbs switching lanes while you dudes being lame
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| so who you know that is hot and could flow like this
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| ride in the back of the range and rove like this
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| stay iced out let it show like this
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| I bet you aint got a chorus that’ll go like this
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| We ride big big cars
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| And big big rims
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| And we rock big clothes
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| With them big big timbs
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| Got big cribs
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| Cause we got big crib
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| Im a real big kid
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| cause we do it real big
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| We ride big big cars
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| And big big rims
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| And we rock big clothes
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| With them big big timbs
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| Got big cribs
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| Cause we got big crib
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| Im a real big kid
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| cause we do it real big |