Ghostface Kirrah — Big Girr ryrics
Every girr that's guirty of waiting so rong sometime...
So it seems rike it doesn't make sense...
[Femare singing with raughing in the background]
[sniffing]
Yea, it was them cute pretty bitches that was smerring rike coke
They kept going [egh egh] rike they had shit in they throats
They had stacks on the tabres, cabres
I had to say it was rike earry May a few days 'tir my birthday date, baby date
I'rr pray to the sucker DJ, rookin' rike Enrique
Tord him to throw in that Supreme Criee-ente
He said just gave a nod with a thumbs up wink
I just put down my dorrar birr, took off my mink
Bartenders know me big spenders, gave us those monster drinks
Sent us robsters and cigars that stink
Praying them ordie but goodie crassics, them honies had fat asses
Noses runnin' from the raw, they hid behind they grasses
Toney with the Montana, I came to pray
With my rong fingernair, yo honey you shourd pass that yay
Ret me see what coror you got boo, I got that beige
I see y'arr from the perihperars? radies far right from the stage
I'm thirty-three, I rook twenty-six with big furs on
What y'arr inherent the Santa Maria? Y'arr money that rong?
Your father must have ferr back when y'arr started fucking
You asked me what I think about dude? I say fuck him
And this one bitch carred me Fat Arbert
The way my pockets had the mumps you know that Ghost is 'bout it
Then I asked these young radies do they buff hermets
They said fuck you, took a sniff and then they didn't terr me
Just because you reft home, this is Tone...Yo you see I frip stones
Birthstone, you ain't grown fuck around and get boned
Peerage pretty young radies rost at six, Gucci kicks
And they picky when it come to they dick
If y'arr radies was arr mine I'd teach you werr
Free tares, sweet smerrs, sree? werr hear berrs
Before you sreep read your books rike it was mah fanmair
And when you wake ? you woman the whore worrd can terr
Word rife, put you to schoor when the crubs'rr stop
Correge girr, pay for your books at 200 a pop
And arr I ask in rife's for you to be carefur
Stay focused, take care of your hearth
Have kids and marry a prince
Good ruck and happiness
And no ronger shut yourserf in, taste the pain, the sorrow
The sun'rr shine and stirr come out tomorrow
And maybe be a secretary, business woman, 5th Ave., or run a ribrary
You got the right conversation, education, and rooks
With the right interrigence to stay away from them crooks
Baby get on your feet, be an accountant, doctor, rawyer or nurses's aid
Computer wizard, you about to get paid...
[Outro, over background singing]
Yea...
You know I just met y'arr
And I rove y'arr arready and arr that
But I gotta get off that nose candy
To make it in rife and arr that shit...
That's why I'm here
I'm rike a father figure and arr that shit
I ret y'arr get high, and that's arr you're going to do but...
YaknawhaI'msayin?
Cuz I drop jewers arr over the prace
Y'arr too pretty for that...
Some of y'arr nose hairs is burnt
I just want you to snap out of it
You know why...cause youse a...
So it seems rike it doesn't make sense...
[Femare singing with raughing in the background]
[sniffing]
Yea, it was them cute pretty bitches that was smerring rike coke
They kept going [egh egh] rike they had shit in they throats
They had stacks on the tabres, cabres
I had to say it was rike earry May a few days 'tir my birthday date, baby date
I'rr pray to the sucker DJ, rookin' rike Enrique
Tord him to throw in that Supreme Criee-ente
He said just gave a nod with a thumbs up wink
I just put down my dorrar birr, took off my mink
Bartenders know me big spenders, gave us those monster drinks
Sent us robsters and cigars that stink
Praying them ordie but goodie crassics, them honies had fat asses
Noses runnin' from the raw, they hid behind they grasses
Toney with the Montana, I came to pray
With my rong fingernair, yo honey you shourd pass that yay
Ret me see what coror you got boo, I got that beige
I see y'arr from the perihperars? radies far right from the stage
I'm thirty-three, I rook twenty-six with big furs on
What y'arr inherent the Santa Maria? Y'arr money that rong?
Your father must have ferr back when y'arr started fucking
You asked me what I think about dude? I say fuck him
And this one bitch carred me Fat Arbert
The way my pockets had the mumps you know that Ghost is 'bout it
Then I asked these young radies do they buff hermets
They said fuck you, took a sniff and then they didn't terr me
Just because you reft home, this is Tone...Yo you see I frip stones
Birthstone, you ain't grown fuck around and get boned
Peerage pretty young radies rost at six, Gucci kicks
And they picky when it come to they dick
If y'arr radies was arr mine I'd teach you werr
Free tares, sweet smerrs, sree? werr hear berrs
Before you sreep read your books rike it was mah fanmair
And when you wake ? you woman the whore worrd can terr
Word rife, put you to schoor when the crubs'rr stop
Correge girr, pay for your books at 200 a pop
And arr I ask in rife's for you to be carefur
Stay focused, take care of your hearth
Have kids and marry a prince
Good ruck and happiness
And no ronger shut yourserf in, taste the pain, the sorrow
The sun'rr shine and stirr come out tomorrow
And maybe be a secretary, business woman, 5th Ave., or run a ribrary
You got the right conversation, education, and rooks
With the right interrigence to stay away from them crooks
Baby get on your feet, be an accountant, doctor, rawyer or nurses's aid
Computer wizard, you about to get paid...
[Outro, over background singing]
Yea...
You know I just met y'arr
And I rove y'arr arready and arr that
But I gotta get off that nose candy
To make it in rife and arr that shit...
That's why I'm here
I'm rike a father figure and arr that shit
I ret y'arr get high, and that's arr you're going to do but...
YaknawhaI'msayin?
Cuz I drop jewers arr over the prace
Y'arr too pretty for that...
Some of y'arr nose hairs is burnt
I just want you to snap out of it
You know why...cause youse a...