(Intro)
I got you baby
Ill Will i see you my n***a
That's my guy
Harlem to Chi town man
Its your boy Max Biggavel
Let me talk to you
You see gotta expand
The game a little bit you know
You see i tell a bitch
I say bitch
You better get the getting
While its good you know
Bitches is just like Jelly Fishes
What ever the fuck that means
Oh there so many in a pack
That's what i mean
Fuck its lets go


(Verse)
Caught up in this life ⁣
I was fiending to get away ⁣
Stack up enough paper ⁣
I needed to get a date ⁣
These biches they try to trap me ⁣
I got em though ⁣
Give that pussy to Los ⁣
She said Bigga I’m not a hoe
Get me worked up⁣
I might change my mind ⁣
Plus I came to grind on some dick ⁣
Figure I might as well take my time ⁣
I can make her mine she a worker ⁣
She cheat em & treat him ⁣
So what the fuck it’s so much cheaper ⁣
Just to keep her ⁣
I can make a move like come & go ⁣
Trick it make 100 more ⁣
Send my little bitch to the corner store ⁣
Baby saying Bigga why you playing me ⁣
Baby let’s just slow your roll ⁣
Now put that pussy on the stroll ⁣
(Hook)
She like when ⁣
I get deeper & deeper ⁣
She said I don’t like his dick ⁣
Only Bigga make me cum ⁣
You know it so cheaper to keep her ⁣
Tell that bitch to hit the strip ⁣
And get my money ⁣
She like when ⁣
I get deeper & deeper ⁣
She said I don’t like his d*ck ⁣
Only Bigga make me cum ⁣
You know it so cheaper to keep her ⁣
Tell that bitch to hit the strip ⁣
And get my money ⁣