Down South - Big Wheels lyrics

(Back in the days) -- Biz Markie Back in the day we used to ride on our big wheels Back in the day we used to ride on our big wheels Back in the day we used to ride on our big wheels The only means of transportation [ Soda Pop ] Back in the day I rode my big wheel Wore tuskens but now he sport Tommy Hill's gear (Don't fear, I rarely drink beer So there ain't no drunk drivin) big wheels over here Stear me to the right, don't stear me to the left Keep up with the times and never digress Don't stear me to the left, stear me to the right Reinforcin good times to keep your flock tight So... [ Shawn J-Period ] Brothers and sisters, let's reminisce back to the time when it was chill Now you pay the phone bill Used to live the life of dependent Your mama gave you snack money, goin to the arcade to spend it [ Soda Pop ] The sole puprose of this tune is to keep your head boppin On a level zero all big wheels bestow So I never become flighty cause a big means you're headin for hard times It happesns when I drop rhymes [ Shawn J-Period ] Yeah Drop a rhyme on a brother The Down South undercover lover With his mind in the gutter Oh they used to call it bu*ter But now they got rich and call it margarine I wish I was young again Because [ Soda Pop ] Free (throws), paddle with the rhythmic toe I gotta go (He gotta go) So I went Cause I'm a singer, a swinger A good body banger This is bu*ter like bu*terfinger Hip-Hop verse swinger Started long time ago With a terminus flow, a flunker All in the fam like Archie Bunker [ Shawn J-Period ] Yeah, speakin of the fam Remember Christmas time when we used to eat the ham In the form of a chicken Now it's fittin But now we ride the kitten But build up the stamina we're praisin The two cups are waitin [ Soda Pop ] Yeah I'm still scoopin ( ? ) and clockin all the papes Cause Pop is not little, so yo ( ? ) the kittle You wanna stick around to see the earrings jingle Ain't that right, daddy, because you always askin [ Shawn J-Period ] Yeah Big Dave's always askin: Yo when are we gon' finish with the hits? So maybe we can fill up our own pockets Instead of bein steady customers at the postal service The album's takin too long and the brother's gettin nervous Don't fret, cause everything is chill You're askin me? Hmm, hell yeah I wanna ride on my big wheel Come on