Lyrics:

Big Baby Sweets Motha fucka
Say sumthin
It's going down
He gonna slap you motha fuckin mouth off (motha fucka)
I need something-funky motha fucka
You know who the fuck I am motha fucka?

1 time this bitch owed me money just the other day
I grabbed him by the motha fuckin neck and pulled the bitch my way
I said, "you got my motha fucking money motha fucka?
Don't make me bust your motha fuckin head in motha fucka"
I remember big Willy milk dud owed me motha fuckin money
(I remember that fool)
I said my money motha fucka you got my motha fuckin money (motha fucka)?
Mother fucka my motha fuckin money is my motha fuckin money motha fuckin motha fucka.
Motha fuckas die owing me my motha fuckin money
(Always tripping)

And now stepping up to the Mic weighing in at 350 pounds (motha fucka). From Zug Izland. I give to you the sinister

Big baby he wants his money
So step aside
Big baby he wants his money
No place to hide
No checks just cash motha fucka, your gonna die
Sugar bear couldn't stop big baby
So don't even try

He's a big motha money hustla
He's a big big big big (motha fucka)
Motha fucka

Man what the fuck?
Man I remember this one time big baby sweets straight up rolled on ape boys bitch ass
And choked his ass out for a dollar fifty

I'll blow your motha fuckin head off if you motha fuckas owe me any money
I'll blow your motha fuckin heads off if you motha fuckas think that shit is fuckin funny
Who the fuck is this motha fucka fuckin with my motha fucking money motha fucka?
(I dunno)
I'll blow you motha fuckas motha fuckin heads off motha fuckin with me motha fucka
Bitches owe me motha fuckin money like this 1 motha fuckin bitch one day (get his money bitch)
I said motha fuckin bitch you got my motha fuckin my motha? (Get his money bitch)
Motha fucka bitches owe me motha fuckin money and die over the money
Somebody always gotta be fuckin with my money. (Bring big baby his money)

Straight up dawg, big baby sweets and no motha fuckin hoe dawg.
He used to slap me and big stank around
For being short like 50 cent
He used to make us beg "Please Don't Hit Me!"

Big baby he wants his money
So step aside
Big baby he wants his money
No place to hide
No checks just cash motha fucka, your gonna die
Sugar bear couldn't stop big baby
So don't even try

(Motha fucka)

He's a big money hustla
He's big fat money.
He's a big big big fat motha fucka.
(Who the motha fuck are you talking about motha fucka?)

Hey dawg, remember that 7-11 over there on?
(Ya I think I know the 1)
Man, I remember big baby sweets ran up on this bitch with a pack of licorice
And straight smack him in his face cause he said that bitch owed him 39 cents.

That's right cause if he didn't and shit motha fucka.
If he don't get his shit... then... HE BETTER GETS HIS SHIT!

Straight up dawg. Ain't nobody playing up in this bitch.
It's our time right now he ain't in the room right now. Look, we get to do our own thing. Listen to this. Listen to this... here it goes: (Aight)

"Lil Poot from the hood
Everybody think I'm sumthin
Everybody think my golds ain't real
Fronting'"

Look at that fuckin ass. Awe that's a fuckin ass.

(Excuse me porky.
When you're not shittin you face,
There's someone here to see your fat ass!)
It's that ass licking Jackson isn't it?
(Wrong again fat ass!)
Aight cmon cmon you silly fruit.
Who the fuck is it?