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eLDee( Lanre Dabiri )
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Big Boy (Rap Version)
[Intro] eLDee e,e,e,e,e. I got some of the best Nigerian MCs with me. Iceberg Slim, Ruckus, Proto. It's Trybe Records baby.
[Chorus] I got my stunnaz shades on. Prada on my back. Lious on my feet. Gushi on my wrist. I'm a big boy. And you know me cos I'm a big boy. Tóri mo jóko sinu Bentley, Porshe ati Hummer. Lau-lau spending, pounds ati dollar. I'm a big boy. They keep on hating on the big boy.
[Verse 1: Iceberg Slim] So I pull up to the club with the doors in the air. Diamonds on my back, a couple in my ear. I'm looking outside, I see broads everywhere. Got my pants sagging low. Peep the draws that I wear. They all wanna stare. Like they all want a pair. So I do a little dance. Grab my balls like, “it's here”. You see the cloth in my gear. This is AG Al'Paru. That's all that I wear. Gotta keep my swag on. I always keep the tags on. It's Iceberg Slim. I spit fire like a tragon. Oops, I mean dragon. Stunting in the Phantom. Will only be economy if you caught me in a Magnum. If I go bragging, they like “He's whiling”. Girls like me cos I'm a G like a thousand. Rubberband man. If I'm tryna get at her, I don't
make it rain, I just throw a stack at her.
[Repeat chorus]
[Verse 2: Ruckus] Now put your money up. This is the ground where a star touch. The flow is expresso. Yes I make it star butt. It's all right that you rats know I wont ball. And I got the French
Open, kinda like Nadal. Get served like Federer. Prolly chase Killeny, Suko Ann, etcetera. G4 jet lag. Bag full of swag and a brand new jag with the Naija lag. Better get a better look at the chatter. Flow so cold, did they catch me sweeting. Drop top shows… They cloudy now, I can change the whether. I can make it rain. She say Ruckus, you so bane. All sweat-shirts. It's green white green. You so smart, lemme see that “brain, brain, brain”. I hate skirt. I make the kitty kat pew. Make she wild, like sing your lord. I came from the ghetto where the breaths aint better. With the light still flicker. With the water still splinter. People still made that I spit like a dragon. Ya'll go watch me get my swag on.
[Repeat chorus]
[Verse 3: Proto] Huh. Yeah. I'm a big boy, I shoulda been with OutKast. And my pocket hommie, never stay without cash. Gotta stay speakin Spain. G5 picking lane. It's rush hour, I'm a boss like Ricky Tan. Fresh to death but my outfit is live. And just like the Indian, I'm down with the Trybe. I hit the bank and show some grin. I must deposit. If the devil wears Prada, then it's demons in my pocket. A show bow. I grind. We sweep the lane, relaxing. March the ties to my flow. I'm the man who trash it. Never sleeping. See this Gushi shoes came with Trash It. Take a photo. I'm the best. Put this in your caption. I got the fire that the water hoses cant extinguish. I know they mad cos they broken in some pidgin English. See how it is boy. We tryna live boy. Like eLDee, I'm a don and we some big boy.
[Repeat chorus till fade]
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