x2] We on factory, We on factory We ain't got nothing to prove, We on factory We on factory, We on factory We took all the 22's, We on factory (B.G.
Tercüme: BG. Fabrika.
2] We on factory, We on factory We ain't got nothing to prove, We on factory We on factory, We on factory We took all the 22's, We on factory (B.G. Talking
dont mean shit, I tell em: Woopty Doo! Woopty Doo! Woopty Doo! [Verse 2 - Big Sean] Okay I'm rocking all gold I feel like a Pharoah from b-b-b Bullets
Put the money on the table, let's split it We got enough G's here to make us both happy Tell them fans we ain't running no coke factory It's Short Dawg
where I'm from (Number one) So if you got beef better think again (Number one) 'Cause you can't win (You can't win) It's the B I G M A M A Often tipsy
, the shit is whack for me Mama bear, finally out of hibernating Here to tell you chicks to stop tailgating (Chorus) x2 It's the B-I-G-M-A-M-A
from Brooklyn that get chicks black I meant that, you like the way Ceaser Leo spit that It's a trip that, you niggas had to kill B.I.G. to get back But
now the Bentley is all get more whores on the dick This ones for [distorted] and my Riker's Island niggas That remember when I came through The big O B
gonna be like we were streamin' baby Strawberries, strawberries, raspberries, raspberries Won't you taste my ice cream Pied Piper y'all JS Ron I A.K.A. Mr. B I G
Prince Concert that ain't crowded They see the Beam, and the truck, and the B12, and we was next Then that's when I pull up in the B E L L L L EX I'm
where we pop them scrams See I showed you on the champions how we get down So don't twist ya lips, I'm like Bobby Brown You got B2K on all your bedroom
Mama bear, finally out of hibernating Here to tell you chicks to stop tailgating Repeat 1 (2x) [Lil' Kim] It's the B-I-G-M-A-M-A Often tipsy, cabin
bitch by her titties Rock wallabies, this is Clarkology You know copy Starky belong wit the triple technology Quick wit the pistol, leave you cripple if you lyin', B
nine on Black Christmas, I need a Gun with bullets on black Christmas, black Christmas, Nigga look at me little B My peeps askin' me why I'm a G this
