Ice Cube - Big Thangs lyrics

We havin big thangs Ice Cube, the only n***a that can bring Too $hort out of retirement Representin money Hmm, beeitch Verse One: Ice Cube, Too $hort Wise crackin felines, unh Can a n***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 p**y-willow Janked a** penicillin, ain't got ta ask how ya feelin I'm tha n***a 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 a** (fat a**) Big thangs on my mind ain't trippin at all They call me $hort, but I got a big dick in my drawers I feel like a giant sometimes, b**h don't stare You'll go blind from my diamonds Tryin ta size me up, but basketball I ain't playin Call a tech, blow the whistle, throw the b**h out the game Chorus: We havin big thangs (like it's the thang to do) Big thangs baby ($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 b**h run it? When her a** ain't never felt the seats of a 600 (now) Tricks we take sh**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 n***as that you gonna ever meet We got bosses in the back, countin the stack We got c*nts in the front with Hennesey and blunts Now what you want? She wanna get f**ed all night long, b**h 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 p**y is just null and void Do you really understand what I'm tellin you Looks can be decieving, and b**h I ain't even feelin you Chorus: add additional line Best believe me, it ain't easy, to be off the heazee (repeat 2X) Verse Three: Ice Cube, Too $hort You can try and figure out the new sh** 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 b**hes with big brains b**hes with big brains, I went to Spelman College To see if my dick could get some higher knowledge But p**y is p**y from Bel-Air to the projects b**h better s** my dick Ain't nothin new, the game is old You think the b**h is decent, and that's the same old ho Used to f** 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 b**h Beeeyyyitch Hey $hort, give em yo part b**h b**h b**h b**h make me rich Do all that sh** She can even lick my dick, but I ain't lickin no clits West-sieede. Westside!!!!!!!!!!!!