Big Boi

Big Boi - Thom Pettie lyrics

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Turn up!

Turn up, turn!

Let me hear you say

Big Boi, Big Boi, Big Boi

Big Boi, Big Boi, Big Boi

Thom Pettie that hoe, Thom Pettie that hoe

Thom Pettie that hoe, free falling, Thom Pettie

Thom Pettie that hoe, Thom Pettie that hoe

Thom Pettie that hoe, free falling, we up all night

Yeah, I rock one chain for medallion

With a whole lotta motherfucking diamonds

It’s astounding like when I be rhyming

Always shining like the sun and moon

Like a hot air balloon requires fire

No methamphetamine but nigger we get higher

Big Boi, dopamine, I mean I am dope

Ain’t near when you niggers can’t even come close

Simple fat sacks been a serial killer

Oh nice to meet you, best believe that

Like Ripley’s boy, don’t tempt me

I fuck around and leave your Kool Aid glass half empty

Your time is running I’m just like the sand in it

Been jamming in half and half

You niggers know you can’t get it

That’s right, it as in IT

We like the apple on your iPhone

Niggers always biting

Thom Pettie that hoe, Thom Pettie that hoe

Thom Pettie that hoe, free falling, Thom Pettie

Thom Pettie that hoe, Thom Pettie that hoe

Thom Pettie that hoe, free falling, we up all night

Oh we shining like the sun and moon

All of your wishes falling through

They’re chasing after you

And climbing up the moon

Oh we shining like the sun and moon

All of your wishes falling through

They’re chasing after you

And climbing up the moon

Hey! Motel, hotel

Intercontinental all cause a nigger push a pencil

That’s an S550 not a rental

Bitch I don’t even ride Lincoln Continentals

In the rear seat

Is a fat black nigger with a smile like Denzel

Pretty model bitch got me moving

Bout as graceful as a gazelle

Skinny as a pencil I fold her like a pretzel

Hit her with the XL

Just in case this funky ass bitch was doing Intel

Imma give her news she can go tell

Snitching ass bitches get evicted no bus fare

Grown ass women ride a Bentley that’s so clear

I’m so player....

Mama phony but I swear to God

Pussy dope and she delicious

One time for my wife and my mistress, gone

Thom Pettie that hoe, Thom Pettie that hoe

Thom Pettie that hoe, free falling, Thom Pettie

Thom Pettie that hoe, Thom Pettie that hoe

Thom Pettie that hoe, free falling, we up all night

Oh we shining like the sun and moon

All of your wishes falling through

They’re chasing after you

And climbing up the moon

Oh we shining like the sun and moon

All of your wishes falling through

They’re chasing after you

And climbing up the moon

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