Big Willie

Album cover art for "Big Willie" by Large Professor

Large Professor - Rap, East Coast Rap

Big Willie

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[Verse 1] Yeah Operations on the low Getting stacks of dough Never broadcast the cash cos' that's a no When he roll kid its usually alone to tone Down attention to his movements so he's well known Throughout the whole community as an entrepreneur A clean cut fella that is contre-manure Give a wink at the bank spend a night at the store Getting more than everything that you got and go for Fly girls call him mister as he drinks as he [?] With the zoom-lens view from the truck The big picture seems amazing Gazing out a penthouse apartment No fingerprints, medieval with the gauntlet Nobody had to start shit could'a kept it smooth Real quiet but when it comes down to getting [brew?] He's the best at [it,] get the job over with and that's that Briefcase and knapsack The name is Big Willie Really [Interlude] [Verse 2] Out the chauffeur-driven ride He gets out and says hi To all the people who waited, held out and stood by To catch a glimpse at the fly fella chillin' in the pimp's hat Walkin' and talkin' real cool ever since that Day that it occurred, when justice was served To a hard workin' man who grew up in the dirt Who learned how to tie a tie and tuck in his shirt And kept true to his heart all of the stuff that he learnt While working for the top guns And doing number spot runs Racing time clocks on staircases doing shotguns Now today he got funds, real ones Never in the steady spending of [ducks?] and millions So as the reel runs on the camera Not about the fortune or fame or the name or the glamor Or glitz, just a man in the mist And his claim at how after enduring the pain he became The Big Willie Really [Interlude] [Verse 3] Now the pinky ring glows and Not one minute goes by that Big Willie don't smile, mack And mean clothes, buy that The street knows he's a businessman Very discreet and shows extreme discipline New York to Michigan Boston to Washington Will keep in contact with all the ill marksmen Chillin' in the parks when The wheels get polished and Fellas give him daps and The girls acknowledge him Wrist stays glistenin', away from the incident While they be battling, Will stays gathering Zooming through the back six With [?] mad chicks Ones who's [crooners?] and others who's actresses Some will look at this story as an accident But ain't no way it could be Now let the brother man lay low And count up his payroll Cos' each dollar each shilling Is hard earned by my man Big Willie Really [Interlude]

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  • Large Professor