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grant fore - i'm a giant (big bucks) lyrics

[intro]
i just took a p-ss in the booth
ooh, it feels so good
hu hu hu-hu-hu hah

[verse 1]
fe fi fo fum
man the giant’s mowing through, yo
i don’t need a f-cking gun
you better run like the makeup on a crying chick
son you’s a friar, put on your apr-n
you’re a sissy small-fry, you’re fired (you’re fired!)
trump card ain’t even worth a dime, or a l!ck
get caught up in a rat trap, “trap-a-snitch” (back, back)
give me 50 yards in inches (hut hut hike!)
i’m scrambling to hit your wallet, or what’s in your pockets
picked like a hot dropped piece of sh-t, dawg
i’m bananas like the clips of aks
tech nine in the busted whip, bumping
something you ain’t heard of
disgusting percussion pumping b-ss (b-ss!)
like i’m a dealer, when i’m realer
your neighborhood public enemy
deading me ’cause i’m rolling e’s
cuz, there’s about ten of me
dreading me living in ease and misdemean’s
to facing felonies, like getting set up by
hating b-tches like bill bellamy
that’s how you get played, n-gga

[hook 1]
i’m a giant
all i want is those big bucks
big game to hunt, dummy
not talking that green stuff
or sticky substances to roll up
no more spliff puff
i just drink liquor and take shots
at big bucks, big bucks
all i want is those big bucks
big game to hunt, dummy
not talking that green stuff
or sticky substances to roll up
no more spliff puff
i just drink liquor and take shots, shots

[verse 2]
fe fi fo fum
i’m surrounded by wh0r-s
they’re all the size of dwarves
hi hoe, hi hoe, hi hoe
off to work they go
with their digger antics, country mathematics
that’s country minus the o, in addition to t-ts and -sses
-ssets used for such and such
she puts the suck in succubus
claiming that she is not a sl-t
but ‘bad b-tch’ when she is slurping nuts (f-cking sl-t)
i call it like i see if your number is 10 and up
guarantee she ain’t counting the d-cks she done sucked-ed up
or threesomes, or the time she was kissing b-tches then l!cked it up
blame it on the alcohol?
then blame it on the lack of p-ssy-hole when a pushes b’s sh-t in
when he’s serving a bid in a hole
whoa, treat ’em like an animal
guys know when they’re willing to wife a woman
don’t mean to spite you
when i’m thinking wifey material, sl-t, it is not you
because ‘good things come to those who wait’
just wasn’t like you

[hook 2]
i’m a giant
me no likey no big sl-t
big doe to hunt, mami
not talking that green stuff
or sticky substances to roll up
no more spliff puff
i just drink liquor and take shots
at big sl-ts, big sl-ts
me no likey no big sl-t
big doe to hunt, mami
not talking that green stuff
or sticky substances to roll up
no more spliff puff
i just drink liquor and take shots, shots

[verse 3]
money and p-ssy chasin’ is running this generation
degradation of veneration of the holy ‘golden-ages’
a demonstration of self-loathing, hateration and holleration
patiently waiting for this slaveship to
syncopation in operation, inauguration of my frustration
president is black, so can we get a standing ovation?
obliteration of segregation?
is this a house n-ggi running a severed nation?
which side will he give an oration?

[monologue: rich white man]
ah! the american dream
partying all night (party)
f-cking everybody (f-ck, f-ck, f-ck)
and becoming filthy rich (cha-ching)
and not having to worry about anyone (nope)
or anything (i don’t think so) but yourself
does that equate to wealth? (i think so)
not likely, so i try to do the right thing like spike lee….sike!

[hook 1 and 2]

[verse 3]

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