Kinda Like a Big Deal Songtext
von Clipse feat. Kanye West & Bun B
Kinda Like a Big Deal Songtext
Til the casket drops third times a charm right ha ah ha
I′m kinda like a big deal
I'm kinda like a big deal
it′s unbelievable u see my warning gives u big chills
The flow runnin on Big's heels
My life after death, Big ain't get to see how this feels
Third time′s a charm baby
After two classics another stripe up on my arm baby
it′s a blessin' to blow a hundred thou in a recession
With no second guessin,
Ha ha we′re ballin, drop tops we're floorin
Champagne we′re pourin
Re-up is the gang and I'm all in!
To the powder & the flame I have fallin!
Get money blow money is my callin
Yea! Watch a nigga burn through it
Life′s a maze, you twist and you turn through it
The driest of droughts, maneuvered and I earned through it
I'm set straight like a perm do it, Push!
They whisperin about us
I know you haters doubt us
How you count our money we ain't even finish countin
Pardon me I must say, I′m kinda like a big deal...
Ay yo I′m sittin on top of the-
it's more than a feeling ain′t it?
I be killin dame it, I'm illin and I′m illin' -
Eh eh eh meet Mr. Popular
Go get your binoculars
And see Penthouse 3 where a nigga be
Spittin fire on the PJ in my PJ′s
Fire Marshall said I took it to the Max like TJ
Yea people I said Marshalls we play
I guess I'm like the Black Marshall meets Jay
Meet Ye' alligator souffle, had it made
Special Ed got head from a girl in special ed
Ya know the pretty ones in that dumb class--
But she got that dumb ass
Hit high school and got pregnant dumb fast
What happen Tisha, your boyfriend cum fast?
Turn around gimme pound like we folks
Hell no I went Raw dog three strokes
They whisperin about us
I know you haters doubt us
How you count our money we ain′t even finish countin
Pardon me I must say, I′m kinda like a big deal...
Lights, cameras, action!
The chain itself's a damn distraction
You claim the belt, the glory I bask in
I be hoppin the ring, niggas ya cash in
it′s like stoppin a train,
Niggaa think he's stoppin my reign
Talk slick while droppin my name?
I′m puttin yall to shame, diamonds in the little hand
50 percent splits I X out the middle man
A far cry from a stash in the rental van
I'm the reason the hood need a dental plan
Ladies & gentle-man, introducin′
The C4S with the rims protrudin'
The roof vamoose, like a magic show
Got me lookin' to the heavens like a javelin throw
Yall twiddle your thumbs like the average joe
But just as you reap, so shall u sow...
They whisperin about us
I know you haters doubt us
How you count our money we ain′t even finish countin
Pardon me I must say, I′m kinda like a big deal...
I′m kinda like a big deal
I'm kinda like a big deal
it′s unbelievable u see my warning gives u big chills
The flow runnin on Big's heels
My life after death, Big ain't get to see how this feels
Third time′s a charm baby
After two classics another stripe up on my arm baby
it′s a blessin' to blow a hundred thou in a recession
With no second guessin,
Ha ha we′re ballin, drop tops we're floorin
Champagne we′re pourin
Re-up is the gang and I'm all in!
To the powder & the flame I have fallin!
Get money blow money is my callin
Yea! Watch a nigga burn through it
Life′s a maze, you twist and you turn through it
The driest of droughts, maneuvered and I earned through it
I'm set straight like a perm do it, Push!
They whisperin about us
I know you haters doubt us
How you count our money we ain't even finish countin
Pardon me I must say, I′m kinda like a big deal...
Ay yo I′m sittin on top of the-
it's more than a feeling ain′t it?
I be killin dame it, I'm illin and I′m illin' -
Eh eh eh meet Mr. Popular
Go get your binoculars
And see Penthouse 3 where a nigga be
Spittin fire on the PJ in my PJ′s
Fire Marshall said I took it to the Max like TJ
Yea people I said Marshalls we play
I guess I'm like the Black Marshall meets Jay
Meet Ye' alligator souffle, had it made
Special Ed got head from a girl in special ed
Ya know the pretty ones in that dumb class--
But she got that dumb ass
Hit high school and got pregnant dumb fast
What happen Tisha, your boyfriend cum fast?
Turn around gimme pound like we folks
Hell no I went Raw dog three strokes
They whisperin about us
I know you haters doubt us
How you count our money we ain′t even finish countin
Pardon me I must say, I′m kinda like a big deal...
Lights, cameras, action!
The chain itself's a damn distraction
You claim the belt, the glory I bask in
I be hoppin the ring, niggas ya cash in
it′s like stoppin a train,
Niggaa think he's stoppin my reign
Talk slick while droppin my name?
I′m puttin yall to shame, diamonds in the little hand
50 percent splits I X out the middle man
A far cry from a stash in the rental van
I'm the reason the hood need a dental plan
Ladies & gentle-man, introducin′
The C4S with the rims protrudin'
The roof vamoose, like a magic show
Got me lookin' to the heavens like a javelin throw
Yall twiddle your thumbs like the average joe
But just as you reap, so shall u sow...
They whisperin about us
I know you haters doubt us
How you count our money we ain′t even finish countin
Pardon me I must say, I′m kinda like a big deal...
Writer(s): Khalil Abdul-rahman, Kanye Omari West, Chin Injeti, Terrence Thornton, Gene Elliott Jr. Thornton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
