mr. bigg

mr. big

mr. big

they call me mr. big

mr. big

mr. big

they call me mr. big

mr. big

mr. big

they call me mr. big

mr. big

mr. big

they call me mr. big

now

i was broke as a motherfucker

my life at the end

see?

my so-called friends

they had no ends to lend me

my job at micky d's was fuckin' me with no grease

i worked so fuckin' hard

but the money

it never increased

i quit my fuckin' job

i have no job

nigga

put on the mask

get the glock

it's time to rob

nigga

i hit the streets

but no victim had been chosen

damn i was nervous

but my fear didn't stop my strollin'

then all of a sudden

out of nowhere

i was struck

i felt the burn of bullets

so i knew i had got bucked

reachin' for my glock

some nigga kicked me in my chest

my eyes closed shut

and i thought i seen death

i woke up at the med still woozy from the jackin'

duprano walked in

he told me what had happened

i knew him from the hood

i did not know him well

he drove a red jag

i heartd that he was bale

he said he was out rollin' when he seen me in distress

he said he killed them motherfuckin' niggas with his tec

he offered me a job

said he'd front me what i needed

i said that i was with it

dreamin' one day i would be mr. big

mr. big

mr. big

they call me mr. big

mr. big

mr. big

they call me mr. big

mr. big

mr. big

they call me mr. big

mr. big

mr. big

they call me mr. big

mr. big

mr. big

but not because of my gig

i put it all on the line

and ain't no time to renege

i had dreams as a kid of one day movin' the bricks

bad chicks in the mansion with cameras watchin' the crib

i called my big bro duprano

and now i live like soprano

i got my hands on them keys

i'm tryna work the piano

i used to watch on tv

but now i'm on every channel

god granted my wishes

just like i blew out a candle

it's my birthday

you bitches

and on the turf i'm that nigga

mr. big

mr. big

but mr. big just got bigger

i grew up on that jam ball

i scratched my cd and all

screamin' out mr. big and cuffin' a key of raw

passin'

i'm laughin'

cool air with you motherfuckers

cheeto gambine

i'm mr. big to you motherfuckers

top order cribs

a million dollar garages

top pack on hebrew

tuxedos and hard bottles

mr. big

mr. big

they call me mr. big

mr. big

mr. big

they call me mr. big

mr. big

mr. big

they call me mr. big

mr. big

mr. big

they call me mr. big