[Hook x4]
Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
Playin' in the street gonna be a big man some day, you got
[Talking in background: T-Pain]
Uh
Pizzle!
Oh, Val Jones hit it
I'm a fool for this baby
Freddy that's what'chu suppose to say to the producers
I'm a be getting on the song you okay with this one, ha ha
Aye
[Verse 1: T-Pain]
Coming to the stage is a motherf**a cold as the South Pole
They say it's not too look right without gold
He make hits that'll knock a n***a out cold
Known as the sellout rocking them sold out shows
Born rich in the brain
Only game you got left is to get to the fame, you getting me mayne?
He never stick to the same, ole same ole
Have a n***a leanin and rockin like he was Fabo (OHH)
But now the case close
Ain't no one-hit wonder here muhf**er the First 48 gone
I need a case load of paseo chips
Somebody pa** me the queso dip
Or the kayo flip
[Hook: x4]
Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
Playing in the street gonna be a big man some day, you got
[Verse 2: Tity Boi]
You know me so you know that
If you listening to dis that mean you on crack
Head to the back, back of the whip
Shofer catch a contact officer stitch
Muthaf**a it's the mister 'have we k** em'
Put the Timber in the lake and make it cry me a river
Get-get-get paid no pain no-no gain
Know how to make the sh** grow: Rogaine
Propane when I step in the mic
Booth crew clean like a white suit in a white coupe
When you look in the mirror it don't like you
And I'mma keep it on the low: 5'2"
[Hook x4]
Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
Playin' (uh) in the street gonna be a big man some day, you got (boom)