(feat. Ice Cube, Too $hort)

We havin big thangs

Ice Cube, the only ^!$$% that can bring Too $hort out of retirement
Representin money
Hmm, beeitch


[Verse One: Ice Cube, Too $hort]


Wise crackin felines, unh
Can a ^!$$% make a bee-line?
to that nappy area, don't wanna marry ya

Just wanna bury ya head in a pillow
Sorry but I got a kilo #~!!@-willow
Janked $$# penicillin, ain't got ta ask how ya feelin

I'm tha ^!$$% that got ya squealin
Ya wanna know how we keep these hoes in check?
Keep them broke and keep their panties soakin wet


I like to smoke big, ride fat, and always stack cash
Believe me, keep her breezy with her fat $$# (fat $$#)

Big thangs on my mind ain't trippin at all
They call me $hort, but I got a big dick in my drawers
I feel like a giant sometimes, (*##$ don't stare

You'll go blind from my diamonds
Tryin ta size me up, but basketball I ain't playin
Call a tech, blow the whistle, throw the (*##$ out the game


[Chorus:]


We havin big thangs (like it's the thang to do)
Big thangs baby ($hort Dawg and Cube)
We havin big thangs (like it's the thang to do)

Big thangs baby (you know it's true, really doe)

[Verse Two: Ice Cube, Too $hort]


Now how can I let this (*##$ run it?
When her $$# ain't never felt the seats of a 600 (now)

Tricks we take %#@!s at the rents, we don't get excited
over long hair and big tits
$hort Dawg they get hella weak, when I tell the freak

we the richest ^!$$%s that you gonna ever meet
We got bosses in the back, countin the stack
We got cunts in the front with Hennesey and blunts

Now what you want?

She wanna get $#&@ed all night long, (*##$ what's up?

You know I got a tight song
Heard me on the radio, I can't go wrong
but you ain't got no features, this can't go on

You're like a bundle of joy, but you're unemployed
You ain't throwin, so the #~!!@ is just null and void
Do you really understand what I'm tellin you

Looks can be decieving, and (*##$ I ain't even feelin you

[Chorus: add additional line]


Best believe me, it ain't easy, to be off the heazee
[x2]


[Verse Three: Ice Cube, Too $hort ]


You can try and figure out the new %#@! we on
Before you break yourself, make yourself at home
Give thanks, when it's Ice Cube, $hort Dawg, and Ant Banks

We all platinum, now ya got ta add francs
to the salary, that'll be cash or charge
So large, got a whole floor actin mirage

We like big thangs, we like runnin big trains
of big beautiful (*##$es with big brains


(*##$es with big brains, I went to Spelman College
To see if my dick could get some higher knowledge
But #~!!@ is #~!!@ from Bel-Air to the projects

(*##$ better suck my dick
Ain't nothin new, the game is old
You think the (*##$ is decent, and that's the same old hoe
Used to $#&@ the whole crew, we was ballin man
Westside!!! You know we doin big thangs


[Chorus: same as Verse Two]

[Outro: Ice Cube, $hort Dawg]


We off that heazy (*##$
Beeeyyyitch
Hey $hort, give em yo part
(*##$ (*##$ (*##$ (*##$ make me rich
Do all that %#@!

She can even lick my dick, but I ain't lickin no !@$%s
West-sieede. Westside!!!!!!!!!!!!