Big Cat (Laflare)

作曲：Xavier Dotson,R. Davis

Yeah yeah yeah

Gucci ane in the building

Big cat records laflare entertainment

Big cat whassup

Yeah I'ma kill 'em with this one

Ahhh

East atlanta stand up

East atlanta stand up

Lamborghinis ferraris and bentleys big boats and jetskis

Cristal and dom P' the kush the PT

Two facts about me b***h ask about me

Big cat's around me keep stacks around

Baguettes around me the thrax around me

Purple packs around me no sacks around me

I smoke like marley my n***as ride harleys

I hurt ya daughter feelings Miss Jackson I'm sorry

I'm pimpin like goldie and ballin like Kobe

These haters get found floatin in the ocean for no fee

Your b***h she choose me you mad she choose me

I'm glad she chose me she gave me her do' key

Did time on white street did time in D C

Gucci the O G they put me on TV

I'm gutter like B G I'm reppin the B C

The jealous ones envy got somethin against me

You f**k with him you f**k with me

You f**k with them you stuck with me

Big cat laflare we don't fight fair

Big cat laflare nah we don't fight fair

Got major flavor no major label

We major n***as cause we got major paper

Ball hard like we major league baseball players

Who is shirley franklin cause gucci mane's the mayor

I run the city uhh I am the city

Bad boy but I never did sign with diddy

I bake the cake I make the cake

Thirty six what I cop like Jacob plate

My team the champs yo' team the chumps

My squads the spurs hell your squad the punks

I load the pump unload the pump

Explode the pump then reload the pump

Big wheel in the trunk you fit in the trunk

You sit in the trunk 'til you stank like a skunk

The city of thieves d**g dealers and G's

My n***as they gamble all my n***as smoke w**d

My money got a mouth so I let it talk for me

Half a mill' worth of ice what it bought for me

I'm on that bubble kush man that's a rich high

I order crist' by the case I'm a rich guy

I'm 25 but I ride like I'm 67

Plus when I ride man I ride with a Mac 11

A quarter pound worth of purple thrax to smoke on

So iced out man I think I need my coat on

The young n***a with the shades and the gold fronts

Why you stunt so hard You only live once

I'm in the club real high and I'm real drunk

I'm on my third bar tonight and I'm on my eighth blunt

I'm leavin with your girl plus I'm parked right in the front

Ride on them 28's but we call 'em warrick dunns

I'm from east atlanta man this is how it's done

We rock them old school verse under the georgia sun