Big Bad Wolf (Live) - Tank and the Bangas

(Ron-Ron go run it up-run it up) Uh Mister big bad Wolf Go and blow that shit If you got it, then you got it Gotta show that shit Tell me touch it with the money How to throw that shit Throw that shit, throw that shit Throw that sh- Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that shit If you got it, then you got it Gotta show that shit Tell me touch it with the money, how to throw that shit If that's yo' lil' baby, gotta mow the bitch, ay Big cuts of that juice, nigga pour that shit Big blunts in the wood, on police shit If it ain't hundred bands, you ain't showing shit I just flipped hundred grams, all I know is this (ay) Got the choppa before the oppas, they go blocka-blocka Hollow tips shit, turn you into a pop-locker Me and OhGeesy link, it's a head knocker Everybody eat, It's a Benihana I call the goonies, I don't point heaters Pointers on my neck, I don't point fingers Niggas paying eight hundred for some sneakers I'm paying eight hundred for the scope with the nina Still sippin' drank, R.I.P that nigga yams YG four hundred I just flipped a hundred grams Baby mama, she be trippin' 'cause they wanna fuck her mans At the show, I'll be showing out so nigga watch your hands In the club turnt up in a VIP session Ain't no glicks in the whip, boy they in my presence And the bitch hair like some Herbal Essences I don't argue with a bitch, I give her verbal lessons Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that shit If you got it, then you got it Gotta show that shit Tell me touch it with the money, how to throw that shit If that's yo' lil' baby, gotta mow the bitch, ay Big cuts of that juice, nigga pour that shit Big blunts in the wood, on police shit If it ain't hundred bands, you ain't showing shit I just flipped hundred grams, all I know is this I like my Glock nine like my fucking Llama (bow) All these bitches they be jealous of my kid mama (yeah) All she do is cook, clean and she count commas (hey) Mercedes Benz, she won't ride in your fucking Honda (skrrt) I don't got a back-wood, I'm finna roll a Grabba (ay) Four hundred degrees like a fucking sauna I don't got a back-wood, I'm finna roll a Grabba Four hundred degrees like a fucking sauna Rich nigga, boy you know I got rich habits Silly bitch, do tricks like a lil' rabbit 304s on go, they be real savage Fuck a nigga like me, get that real cabbage Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that shit If you got it, then you got it Gotta show that shit Tell me touch it with the money, how to throw that shit If that's yo' lil' baby, gotta mow the bitch, ay Big cuts of that juice, nigga pour that shit Big blunts in the wood, on police shit If it ain't hundred bands, you ain't showing shit I just flipped hundred grams, all I know is this Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that shit If you got it, then you got it Gotta show that shit Tell me touch it with the money, how to throw that shit If that's yo' lil' baby, gotta mow the bitch, ay Big cuts of that juice, nigga pour that shit Big blunts in the wood, on police shit If it ain't hundred bands, you ain't showing shit I just flipped hundred grams, all I know is this Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that shit If you got it, then you got it Gotta show that shit Tell me touch it with the money How to throw that shit Throw that shit, throw that shit Throw that sh-

Get it Uh There's a funky feelin' in my bones, In my bones In my bones I got that funky feelin' And I don't wanna Feel it on my own, on my own What-a-do There's a constant tappin' in My toes, in my toes In my toes I get this tappin' feelin' Got to tell You somethin', I don't know I don't know What-a-do If there's a thing you wanna get right Then Now's the time to get that funky feelin' right If there's a thing you Wanna get right Then get the boogie in your bones all through the Night There's a pressin' question on your lips On your hips On your lips you got some kind of question Like you got Somethin' to say, ha, ha, ha It's a question I could answer with some, With some kiss What-a-do There's a kind of magic in your smile, In your smile In your smile I found some kind of magic Kinda think I wanna stay a while, Stay a while What-a-do If there's a thing (if there's a thing) You Wanna get right (you wanna get right) Then now's the time to get that Funky feelin' right If there's a thing (if there's a thing) You wanna Get right (you wanna get right) Then get the Boogie in your bones all through the night ( Boogie, boogie, play, boy) Now I got this feelin' in my Be my rush, Be my crush, be my fantasy Get my blush, feel my touch, baby, You can see Now's the time to get that funky feelin' on me So use it Up, wear it out, oh Now I got this feelin' in my Be my rush, Be my crush, be my fantasy Get my blush, feel my touch, baby, You can see Now's the time to get that funky feelin' on me So use it Up, wear it out, oh Now I got this feelin' in my bones I been Obsessin' 'bout the present ever since a adolescent Down The edge of Queen and Crescent and you got me incandescent ' Cause now you got me guessin' if it's me you Love or Djesse Do you wanna make me crazy or what? And you don't know nothin' of my struggle You think I'm in a bubble And I ain't got nothin' to say, I ain't got nothin' to say No way, not today So come again another day I'm speakin' Spanish, English Mandarin Little French for the bougie hoes in mansions Reach in Gotta fish for the compliments Missin' is a whole lot of baggage Messin' with me is tragic You a whole fan bandwagon Black girl, black girl magic Hey, hey, hey, what's happenin'? I'd never expect you to realize you're free That the powers that be Are just the powers you see around you Only as powerful as the truth You've told Every span of concentration in the idea cultivation Every Adding decoration to the shores of deprivation Whoa I'd never expect you to realize you're free That the powers that Be are just the powers you see around you Only as powerful as the Truth you've told Be my rush, be my crush, be my fantasy Get my blush, Feel my touch, baby You can see Now's the time to get that funky feelin' on me So use it Up, wear it out, oh Now I got this feelin' in my Be my rush, Be my crush, be my fantasy Get my blush, feel my touch, baby, You can see Now's the time to get that funky feelin' on me So use it Up, wear it out Use it up, wear it out Use it up, wear it out, Oh Now I got this feelin' in Now I got this Feelin' Now I got this funky feelin' in my Bones