Lyrics Big Thangs - Ant Banks
We
havin
big
thangs
Ice
Cube,
the
only
nigga
that
can
bring
Too
$hort
out
of
retirement
Representin
money
Hmm,
beeitch
Verse
One:
Ice
Cube,
Too
$hort
Wise
crackin
felines,
unh
Can
a
nigga
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
pussy-willow
Janked
ass
penicillin,
ain't
got
ta
ask
how
ya
feelin
I'm
tha
nigga
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
ass
(fat
ass)
Big
thangs
on
my
mind
ain't
trippin
at
all
They
call
me
$hort,
but
I
got
a
big
dick
in
my
drawers
I
feel
like
a
giant
sometimes,
bitch
don't
stare
You'll
go
blind
from
my
diamonds
Tryin
ta
size
me
up,
but
basketball
I
ain't
playin
Call
a
tech,
blow
the
whistle,
throw
the
bitch
out
the
game
Chorus:
We
havin
big
thangs
(like
it's
the
thang
to
do)
Big
thangs
baby
($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
bitch
run
it?
When
her
ass
ain't
never
felt
the
seats
of
a
600
(now)
Tricks
we
take
shits
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
niggas
that
you
gonna
ever
meet
We
got
bosses
in
the
back,
countin
the
stack
We
got
cunts
in
the
front
with
Hennesey
and
blunts
Now
what
you
want?
She
wanna
get
fucked
all
night
long,
bitch
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
pussy
is
just
null
and
void
Do
you
really
understand
what
I'm
tellin
you
Looks
can
be
decieving,
and
bitch
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
shit
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
bitches
with
big
brains
Bitches
with
big
brains,
I
went
to
Spelman
College
To
see
if
my
dick
could
get
some
higher
knowledge
But
pussy
is
pussy
from
Bel-Air
to
the
projects
Bitch
better
suck
my
dick
Ain't
nothin
new,
the
game
is
old
You
think
the
bitch
is
decent,
and
that's
the
same
old
hoe
Used
to
fuck
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
bitch
Beeeyyyitch
Hey
$hort,
give
em
yo
part
Bitch
bitch
bitch
bitch
make
me
rich
Do
all
that
shit
She
can
even
lick
my
dick,
but
I
ain't
lickin
no
clits
West-sieede.
Westside!
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1 Intro
2 Big Thangs
3 Coolin In the Luff
4 Can't Stop
5 West Riden'
6 Hard Knox
7 Gamblin' Wit Ice-T
8 4 tha Hustlas
9 Time Is Tickin'
10 Cutaluff
11 Hoo-Ride Ant Banks
12 Make Money
13 Playa Paraphernalia
14 Fien
15 You Want Me Back
16 Outro
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