| Yo, y’all know who the fuck it is man
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| This your boy Uncle Joc representing the 9−1-9
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| Niggas be hitting me on the cell
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| Tryna get Big Pooh on tracks and shit
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| Bitches see us pull up in the club with big cars
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| Want us to buy drinks and shit, fuck that shit man
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| Do your own thing cuz, bitch, holler!
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| Everywhere we go people ask who we are
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| Pull up to the spot in them big fancy cars
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| People say them boys looking something like stars
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| If you couldn’t tell, now you know who we are
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| Tattered up, seem broads want to chat it up
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| Pat her butt, tell her strut, go on, do your thing
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| Cause I rap, want to ask me if I know Lou Kane
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| What you know about that? |
| That’s a favouring
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| Lil' kids say we rap, then we got to bang
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| That’s fucked up, kids now believe everything
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| I don’t work so my neighbors probably think I slang
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| White folk only know you if you got some fame
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| Or they kid’s kid’s kid’s can recite your name
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| I’m one to whisper cause I’m Craig T on the plane
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| They think I’m struggling cause they never see me with a chain
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| That’s choice fam, I shouldn’t have to explain
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| I’m the type to take a car when niggas take trains
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| I’m the type to take a boat when niggas take planes
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| When you see me next time just expect change
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| I’m going back to the range, get your head right
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| I hear you talk right, but most of y’all, you don’t walk like
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| I guess you talk like a dog barks 'stead of bite
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| Weak niggas want to shoot but they ain’t tryna fight
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| All dirt get exposed in the right light
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| Nowadays I’m hearing people say they write like
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| Can do better than this underrated veteran
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| I’m thinking niggas just mad I’m ahead of them
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| This a marathon homie and I’m settled in
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| You big time or you paper-thin
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| As long as paper getting fat and I can pass to my next of kin
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| I be okay how my story end
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| Getting told by historians, they say that Poobie ill
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| Haters underestimated the skill
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| People can’t get enough, heard they haven’t been filled
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| And I feel the truth just been sealed
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| Only time will reveal what the real niggas feel, uh |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Something Like Stars , by - Rapper Big Pooh. Song from the album The Delightful Bars - North American Pie Version, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп