Mista Big Stuff (by Louis Toliver Jr from Lafayette,LA)

Now who do you think you are? I can smell you from afar Trying to take up all my time Not giving me a dime Walking Doing all that talking Prancing When I’m the one romancing Selling the book of you No thinking for a life of two Mista Big Stuff I know I’m more buff Now where you going? With all those people you’re owing Telling all them lies Won’t even super size my fries Prada or Louis V Isn’t going to get you far with me Talking When I’m doing all the walking My victory Leaving you with glory I’ve had enough Mista Big Stuff

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