The smoke up Cuban
The pour up French
The culture we soak up is U.S
The four door German
It's the whole bloody universe we world wide gents
This is Big Boy rap you couldn't hold my pen
The smoke up Cuban
The pour up French
The culture we soak up is U.S
The four door German
It's the whole f*ckin' universe we world wide gents
This is Big Boy rap you couldn't hold my pen
From curtain raiser to showstopper
The fan favorite, this old timer
Spent nights and days getting flows tighter
Las Vegas, the all nighters
Not playing if there's no deposit
Rap game just a soap opera
Pocket change and a broken promise
Prophets came and they all anonymous
Profits gave me some proper options
Cop a place got no place for coppers
Chart topper, rap God
You still can't applaud a nigga sharp this often
F*ck face you are not a problem
See the bat raised over nights in Gotham
Stop playing
But in a town full of two face clowns
Who the f*ck gon stop him?
Downgrades, apartheid a genealogy these niggas can't shake
We know the sound that the gat makes
We from the South, yeah that way
All the outrage cause some niggas got paid
Pimping the system you just raped
Don't mean to hurt you
But we can't talk virtue after I just ate
Unmarked graves next of kin
That got dead or killed they didn't pass away
It's the past today, women can't deal with the men cause her pops estranged
Raised by my mum the same
It was left up to the music to raise
So we use it that way and still get mad when you fools violate
The smoke up Cuban
The pour up French
The culture we soak up is US
The four door German
It's a whole f*ckin' universe we world wide gents
This is Big Boy raps you couldn't hold my pen
The smoke up Cuban
The pour up French
The culture we soak up is U.S
The four door German
It's the whole f*ckin' universe we world wide gents
This is Big Boy raps you couldn't hold my pen
20 years in a coma
You can hear it in my old stuff
I am a better me on my third degree
Still burning them with no diploma
Niggas showing off they old whips, I drove that back in 06
Pass it down to township guys
Cause it's only good enough for doughnuts
Had your bae posted in a Range Rov'
Knocking bed posts, woke the neighbors
I don't feel a thing, f*ck your little hits
You can kiss the ring like TKO
Why you date hoes
Give em Dibas, sell them rainbows
Feed' em dinner but don't take them home
Wanna beat her up when she plays Stogie
I keep em on my team, bring the cakes, nigga I got icing
Follow back cause she swallow that
Yeah, shorty sipping on High T (high tea)
I smoke a nice leaf, drink that sparkling
What you know 'bout that, laaitie?
Your papers and vapors are light green
I'll make you a plate if you ask me
She calling me bae but its high jinx
I only take head cause of hygiene
She got me to play cause her high jean
Was displaying the crack on her ass cleave
Yeah, she trapped me, fly thing, nice weave, smiling
Big boy acting like a mad teen, but I'm actually
The smoke up Cuban
The pour up French
The culture we soak up is US
The four door German
It's a whole f*ckin' universe we world wide gents
This is Big Boy raps you couldn't hold my pen
The smoke up Cuban
The pour up French
The culture we soak up is U.S
The four door German
It's the whole f*ckin' universe we world wide gents
This is Big Boy raps you couldn't hold my pen
Stogie T - Big Boy Raps Lyrics
Stogie T - Big Boy Raps Lyrics
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The smoke up Cuban
The pour up French
The culture we soak up is U.S
The four door German
It's the whole bloody universe we world wide gents
This is Big Boy rap you couldn't hold my pen
The smoke up Cuban
The pour up French
The culture we soak up is U.S
The four door German
It's the whole f*ckin' universe we world wide gents
This is Big Boy rap you couldn't hold my pen
From curtain raiser to showstopper
The fan favorite, this old timer
Spent nights and days getting flows tighter
Las Vegas, the all nighters
Not playing if there's no deposit
Rap game just a soap opera
Pocket change and a broken promise
Prophets came and they all anonymous
Profits gave me some proper options
Cop a place got no place for coppers
Chart topper, rap God
You still can't applaud a nigga sharp this often
F*ck face you are not a problem
See the bat raised over nights in Gotham
Stop playing
But in a town full of two face clowns
Who the f*ck gon stop him?
Downgrades, apartheid a genealogy these niggas can't shake
We know the sound that the gat makes
We from the South, yeah that way
All the outrage cause some niggas got paid
Pimping the system you just raped
Don't mean to hurt you
But we can't talk virtue after I just ate
Unmarked graves next of kin
That got dead or killed they didn't pass away
It's the past today, women can't deal with the men cause her pops estranged
Raised by my mum the same
It was left up to the music to raise
So we use it that way and still get mad when you fools violate
The smoke up Cuban
The pour up French
The culture we soak up is US
The four door German
It's a whole f*ckin' universe we world wide gents
This is Big Boy raps you couldn't hold my pen
The smoke up Cuban
The pour up French
The culture we soak up is U.S
The four door German
It's the whole f*ckin' universe we world wide gents
This is Big Boy raps you couldn't hold my pen
20 years in a coma
You can hear it in my old stuff
I am a better me on my third degree
Still burning them with no diploma
Niggas showing off they old whips, I drove that back in 06
Pass it down to township guys
Cause it's only good enough for doughnuts
Had your bae posted in a Range Rov'
Knocking bed posts, woke the neighbors
I don't feel a thing, f*ck your little hits
You can kiss the ring like TKO
Why you date hoes
Give em Dibas, sell them rainbows
Feed' em dinner but don't take them home
Wanna beat her up when she plays Stogie
I keep em on my team, bring the cakes, nigga I got icing
Follow back cause she swallow that
Yeah, shorty sipping on High T (high tea)
I smoke a nice leaf, drink that sparkling
What you know 'bout that, laaitie?
Your papers and vapors are light green
I'll make you a plate if you ask me
She calling me bae but its high jinx
I only take head cause of hygiene
She got me to play cause her high jean
Was displaying the crack on her ass cleave
Yeah, she trapped me, fly thing, nice weave, smiling
Big boy acting like a mad teen, but I'm actually
The smoke up Cuban
The pour up French
The culture we soak up is US
The four door German
It's a whole f*ckin' universe we world wide gents
This is Big Boy raps you couldn't hold my pen
The smoke up Cuban
The pour up French
The culture we soak up is U.S
The four door German
It's the whole f*ckin' universe we world wide gents
This is Big Boy raps you couldn't hold my pen
The pour up French
The culture we soak up is U.S
The four door German
It's the whole bloody universe we world wide gents
This is Big Boy rap you couldn't hold my pen
The smoke up Cuban
The pour up French
The culture we soak up is U.S
The four door German
It's the whole f*ckin' universe we world wide gents
This is Big Boy rap you couldn't hold my pen
From curtain raiser to showstopper
The fan favorite, this old timer
Spent nights and days getting flows tighter
Las Vegas, the all nighters
Not playing if there's no deposit
Rap game just a soap opera
Pocket change and a broken promise
Prophets came and they all anonymous
Profits gave me some proper options
Cop a place got no place for coppers
Chart topper, rap God
You still can't applaud a nigga sharp this often
F*ck face you are not a problem
See the bat raised over nights in Gotham
Stop playing
But in a town full of two face clowns
Who the f*ck gon stop him?
Downgrades, apartheid a genealogy these niggas can't shake
We know the sound that the gat makes
We from the South, yeah that way
All the outrage cause some niggas got paid
Pimping the system you just raped
Don't mean to hurt you
But we can't talk virtue after I just ate
Unmarked graves next of kin
That got dead or killed they didn't pass away
It's the past today, women can't deal with the men cause her pops estranged
Raised by my mum the same
It was left up to the music to raise
So we use it that way and still get mad when you fools violate
The smoke up Cuban
The pour up French
The culture we soak up is US
The four door German
It's a whole f*ckin' universe we world wide gents
This is Big Boy raps you couldn't hold my pen
The smoke up Cuban
The pour up French
The culture we soak up is U.S
The four door German
It's the whole f*ckin' universe we world wide gents
This is Big Boy raps you couldn't hold my pen
20 years in a coma
You can hear it in my old stuff
I am a better me on my third degree
Still burning them with no diploma
Niggas showing off they old whips, I drove that back in 06
Pass it down to township guys
Cause it's only good enough for doughnuts
Had your bae posted in a Range Rov'
Knocking bed posts, woke the neighbors
I don't feel a thing, f*ck your little hits
You can kiss the ring like TKO
Why you date hoes
Give em Dibas, sell them rainbows
Feed' em dinner but don't take them home
Wanna beat her up when she plays Stogie
I keep em on my team, bring the cakes, nigga I got icing
Follow back cause she swallow that
Yeah, shorty sipping on High T (high tea)
I smoke a nice leaf, drink that sparkling
What you know 'bout that, laaitie?
Your papers and vapors are light green
I'll make you a plate if you ask me
She calling me bae but its high jinx
I only take head cause of hygiene
She got me to play cause her high jean
Was displaying the crack on her ass cleave
Yeah, she trapped me, fly thing, nice weave, smiling
Big boy acting like a mad teen, but I'm actually
The smoke up Cuban
The pour up French
The culture we soak up is US
The four door German
It's a whole f*ckin' universe we world wide gents
This is Big Boy raps you couldn't hold my pen
The smoke up Cuban
The pour up French
The culture we soak up is U.S
The four door German
It's the whole f*ckin' universe we world wide gents
This is Big Boy raps you couldn't hold my pen
Writer: BOITUMELO MOLEKANE, NDIVHUWO CAYENNE MUDIMELI*
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing