| When I, pull out the drop, the sun is hot |
| And you know I’m feeling hot and I |
| I’m gone, do what I got to do |
| Stay true and I’m gone bang my screw |
| (Big Moe) |
| When I woke up I was in another mood |
| Freshened up, looked up thanking god that’s who |
| Then I, I make my moves on the low |
| And everything looking lovely, everybody want to know |
| And I, po po’s all in my face |
| Say I’m done hitting licks, I’m rapping to get rich |
| And I, I don’t think it’s ever gonna stop |
| Cause I’ma get some hot stuff, and like me dropping the top |
| (Big Moe) |
| Big Moe baby and everybody be listening |
| Except when I’m coming down top gone, you get with us |
| And I, I be doing what I want to do |
| When I pops up at my home, and the finest on my crew |
| And I, I wear more ice than you |
| How I keep it so fly on my feet, when my toes hit the street |
| Now I’m, sitting in a large man car |
| Chopping up the deuce cause I’m a ghetto star |
| (Big Moe) |
| Said we, bang screw, do what we got to do |
| Stay true, come down chopping in, something new |
| We so fly-y-y |
| And, Mo-yo my gal have low, cause we, time slow |
| Everybody know that I’m, oh no |
| I’m on some purple stuuuf |
| I huffed, I puffed, I blowed the dro down |
| Watch shoes do the who with spectacular sound |
| That’ll make you look around |
| School of Hard Knocks to the socks |
| Fresh out the parks, that’s known for hot blocks |
| Cause players get changed so I focused |
| Affiliated with the game, sitting inches from the ground, now I’m holding |
| Rolling, want up in the lane |
| How I come from nothing to going back with change |
| Pitching the game, knowing that I got another chance |
| To be, fronting on dubs, stretched shirt down pants |
| Now I alert y’all to the dance floor, I clap hands |
| Doing what I want in my 64 with people saying |