[Big Sound singin'] I make my money, I'm living in a night club [bells and beats] [Big Sound talkin'] Yeah, come out with me! [Big Sound] Open the door, the Big Sound is comin' I'm not gunnin' Just make space on the dance floor n***a, you was the main attraction, now no more Place in front of me that bottle of Hennessy No mo' s** through telepathy Put C-4 this drink, put powder this drink I'll make a proposal, respond without thinkin' Let me play dice in my room? "It shows your sk**, opens his mouth, holdin' the gun" You got undergraduate s**, know to be fun [chorus - Big Sound] This's the feast of cecular Here at the club, here at the club This's the feast of cecular Mardi Gras is similar, Carnival in Rio is similar Girls were talkin' about who has the Rap Bigga I'll make a b**hes, Kelly and Quita [Big Sound] Sittin' in the back of the club I feel at home Now, this's my domain, my comfort zone This's all so good, tomorrow I'm in the magazine My sound broke into the Brooklyn, the Bronx and Queens This's no dream, baby, already tasted my cream? Yes! Huh, you're enjoyin' my way This beer round I paid Now, because of the big rain of Tanguray Wow, Look at those girls in the back They are so stuck, is similar to that Clip of Britney, the party is outta control You know, my discipline will no let you grow Party in clubs, you feel this smell? Damn, now n***az is copyin' my style [chorus - Big Sound] This's the feast of cecular Here at the club, here at the club This's the feast of cecular Mardi Gras is similar, Carnival in Rio is similar Girls were talkin' about who has the Rap Bigga I'll make a b**hes, Kelly and Quita {*singin'*} I make my money, I'm living in a night club [Big Sound] Serious, I never liked the 'Pac sound I'm Big Sound, "El Grand Sound" f** the Lil 'Wayne sound, f** the Akon sound B-Sound like the 50 sound The best is the Biggie Smallz sound Damn, now I invaded this town sh**, I'm gonna get you down Motherf**a doesn't get there around Come soon to the club Come soon to the side of the "Big Sound Thug" Yeah, we're ready to put everything down When we leave here we're almost fallin' With his head sunk in Johnnie "Walking" Take me straight home, girl, I gave you my phone? Tomorrow is lil' party here at home Bring some friends, don't want to be alone Send to catch you with a Cherokee This's the style! This's the style! ... sh**! [bells and beats]