T-Pain — Big Man

[Hook x4] Buddy you're a boy make a big noise Playin' in the street gonna be a big man some day, you got [Intro: T-Pain] Uh Pizzle! Oh, Val Jones hit it I'm a fool for this baby Apparently that's what'chu suppose to say to the producers I'm a be getting on the song you okay with this one, ha ha Aye [Verse 1: T-Pain] Coming to the stage is a motherfucka cold as the South Pole They say his mouth don't look right without gold He make hits that'll knock a nigga out cold Known as the sellout, rocking them sold out shows Born rich in the brain Only game you got left is to get to the fame, you getting me mayne? He never stick to the same, ol' same ol' Have a nigga leanin' and rockin' like he was Fabo (OH) But now the case close Ain't no one-hit wonder here, mu'fucker, the first 48 gone I need a case load of paseo chips Somebody pass me the queso dip Or the keg goin' flip [Hook: x4] Buddy you're a boy make a big noise Playing in the street gonna be a big man some day, you got [Verse 2: 2 Chainz] You know me, so you know that If you listening to this, that mean you on crack Head to the back, back of the whip Chauffeur catch a contact officer stitch Muthafucka it's the mista' 'have we kill em' Put the Timber in the lake and make it cry me a river Get-get-get paid, no pain, no-no gain Know how to make the shit grow: Rogaine Propane when I step in the mic booth Crew clean like a white suit in a white coupe When you look in the mirror, it don't like you And Imma keep it on the low: 5'2" [Hook x4] Buddy you're a boy make a big noise Playin' in the street gonna be a big man some day, you got