Top Songs By Big Mister
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Mister
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Felix Cano
Composer
Rumaldo Perez
Songwriter
Lyrics
Ain't nothing changed still the same G
Still lay low like a hog in the streets
Still white T still the same kicks
Still chopping game with the homies in the mix
Still in some funk still getting drunk
Still, run up on you like a G and say wassup
Still, show respect still show some love
Still run up on you Lil punk and call your bluff
Still never hating still gonna shine
Still forever forward with my money on my mind
Still Northern Cali still South Side
Still San Jo mothafucka that's right
Still the same hood still the same homies
Still identifying all them marks and them phonies
Still olskool still follow rules
Still bumping oldies like a Sunday cruise
This is what we do, get high, get drunk
Twistin one up, Middle fingers, give no fucks
Foos always mad cuz' they girl roll with us
Only that real and you know that we don't front
Plus, I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mother fucking riches
I be getting high and be doing me
In my own lane and none are at the same speed
An Insanity baby
Fat boy and I love this shit
Hopping down the strip in a chrome 66
San Jo thang we a different breed
Lil Dad's with me will knock out ya teeth
Been doin' this for years and I still can't quit
McKee and White hood rich I could never switch
Loyal to the game salute to all the real
Don't do it for a deal do for my kids meal
Big tank shit neighborhoods everywhere
Land of the shark these waters beware
Ghetto bird in the night sirens in the day
We just wanna have fun and lowride our way
They'll never understand the culture we live
I was three wheeling down White Road you was kids
G Shit baby I swear it's all around me
Dark Corona's and a zip of gelatie
This is what we do, get high, get drunk
Twistin one up, Middle fingers, give no fucks
Foos always mad cuz' they girl roll with us
Only that real and you know that we don't front
Plus, I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mother fucking riches
I be getting high and be doing me
In my own lane and none are at the same speed
This is what we do, get high, get drunk
Twistin one up, Middle fingers, give no fucks
Foos always mad cuz' they girl roll with us
Only that real and you know that we don't front
Plus, I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mother fucking riches
I be getting high and be doing me
In my own lane and none are at the same speed
Bust down gotta hit the gym daily
Little momma wanna ride then she gotta pay me
I get ghost like Patrick swazy
On ah broke bitch I’m from the 80s little baby
Heard you wanna meet the hogs
And it’s all gravy We all ball like Tom Brady
Talk shit like slim shady
Homeboy wanna kill me cause I knocked his lady
Benny Sancho I’m so wavy
Don’t smoke don’t drink but I turn up daily
Errthang I do wet like the navy
Make up to break up
Told Bitch get her cake up
She wanna get married and Iced up by Jacob
I never been captain so I can not save her
just give me cabeza and lots of that paper
Don’t ask me for favors
Just serve me like waiters
Cause Bitch I’m a player
This is what we do, get high, get drunk
Twistin one up, Middle fingers, give no fucks
Foos always mad cuz' they girl roll with us
Only that real and you know that we don't front
Plus, I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mother fucking riches
I be getting high and be doing me
In my own lane and none are at the same speed
Written by: Felix Cano, Rumaldo Perez
