Tone Chop & Frost Gamble - Mr. Big Stuff

Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
The best fat rapper since biggie smalls
And I don't care how you want it
You gon get it raw
Tone Chop is the name
You better learn it fast
I set the booth on fire
'Til it turns to ash
Used to make the corner hot
And then burn the ave
With a big bag of weed
That I turned to cash
Now I spit bars that the fans quote
Frost Gam beat the drum pads
'Til his hands broke
Beast mode
We ain't stopping no time soon
Mr. Big Stuff
Better give the don room
You dealing with a boss
Need to recognize
I be wrecking guys
All for the exercise
Big guns
They be threatened by the weapon size
See me coming thru
Just step aside
It is what it is
And that's how it be
Me and Frost like Chub Rock and Howie Tee
Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
I'm a do it big like Chris Rios
You small time
More like a mosquito
Go ahead try to bug
And get swatted
Go upside your head
With a bottle of hypnotic
Look I ain't wasting no time
And bar for bar
I get it in
I ain't wasting no rhymes
I'm in the cut like A and D
And bitch better have my money
I'm AMG
My name ring east to west
Around the world
In every shitty city
And town I'm thorough
I got the game on lock
I tossed the key
Mr. Big stuff the boss
Of the boss is me
Look player better get your team
'Cause you keep talking
I'm a go up in your mouth
Like Listerine
What I spit is mean
And I mean that
Rest In Peace Heavy D
Had to bring the theme back
Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love
Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are
Mr. Big Stuff
You're never gonna get my love

Written by:
Anthony Valentine

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