Big em Up

Lyrics

[Intro] Okay, yuh (CZARFACE) [Verse 1] Yeah I hold mic yet the playa not holler Most of them shirts too tight 'round the collar Gyala move washy-washy a wala wala Said you wanna trend, girl, you lead, you no follow No say no man have you confused Like a gyal in a shopping know which shoes for choose You know [?] like some nightly news Physically fit gyal you win, you no lose [Chorus] Big 'em up, big 'em up, big 'em up I love da gyal, dem Big 'em up, big 'em up, big 'em up I love da gyal, dem Big 'em up, big 'em up, big 'em up I love da gyal, dem Big 'em up, big 'em up, big 'em up I love da gyal, dem [Verse 2] [?] like I'm focused on the [?] Yeah, you got it, the gambit, the king is extra-large Better Mary Jane on the brain in issue forty-two Everybody's playing the game, do what you wanna do Step off a plane with a suit white as Moon knight No time for drama, duckin' beef like a food fight The Mantis with [?] peep my secret identity Yeah, [?] magic when we speaking authentically Come on [Chorus] Big 'em up, big 'em up, big 'em up I love da gal, dem Big 'em up, big 'em up, big 'em up I love da gal, dem Big 'em up, big 'em up, big 'em up I love da gal, dem Big 'em up, big 'em up, big 'em up I love da gal, dem [Verse 3] Master craftsman, cold as slumps in Aspen Trash rappers, I wear 'em out like high fashion Still smoke on the mic, go for broke on the mic Funny style, you a joke on the mic [Refrain (Verse 1 Repeated)] Yeah I hold mic yet the playa not holler Most of them shirts too tight 'round the collar Gyala move washy-washy a wala wala Said you wanna trend, girl, you lead, you no follow No say no man have you confused Like a gyal in a shopping know which shoes for choose You know [?] like some nightly news Physically fit gyal you win, you no lose [Chorus] Big 'em up, big 'em up, big 'em up I love da gyal, dem Big 'em up, big 'em up, big 'em up I love da gyal, dem Big 'em up, big 'em up, big 'em up I love da gyal, dem Big 'em up, big 'em up, big 'em up I love da gyal, dem [Verse 4] Have you in a guillotine [?] Move with your head ya no Joe Tryon [?] circus clown Independent, baby work for what you have If I go go boots, make money, feed the youths You a hot girl, dun no you're fine Momma tell you this from long-long time [?] [Chorus] Big 'em up, big 'em up, big 'em up I love da gyal, dem Big 'em up, big 'em up, big 'em up I love da gyal, dem Big 'em up, big 'em up, big 'em up I love da gyal, dem Big 'em up, big 'em up, big 'em up I love da gyal, dem