Big Girl

[Produced by Ghostface Killah and Anthony Acid] Every girl that's guilty of waiting so long, sometime So it seems like it doesn't make sense [Female singing with laughing in the background] [Sniffing] Yeah, it was them cute pretty bitches that was smelling like coke They kept going [egh egh] like they had shit in they throats They had stacks on the tables, cables I had to say it was like early May A few days 'til my birthday date, baby date I'll play to the sucker DJ, looking like Enrique Told him to throw in that Supreme Cliee-ente He said just gave a nod with a thumbs-up wink I just put down my dollar bill, took off my mink Bartenders know we big spenders, gave us those mobster drinks Sent us lobsters and cigars that stink Playing them oldie-but-goodie classics, them honies had fat asses Noses runnin' from the raw, they hid behind they glasses Toney with the Montana, I came to play With my long fingernail, your honey should pass that yay Let me see what color you got boo, I got that beige I see y'all from the perihperals, ladies far right from the stage I'm 33, I look 26 with big furs on What y'all inherit, the Santa Maria? Y'all money that long? Your father must have fell back when y'all started fucking You asked me what I think about dude? I say "fuck him" And this one bitch called me Fat Albert The way my pockets had the mumps, you know that Ghost is 'bout it Then I asked these young ladies do they buff helmets They said "fuck you", took a sniff and then they didn't tell me Just because you left home, this is Tone Yo, you see I flip stones Birthstone, you ain't grown fuck around and get boned 3 rich pretty young ladies lost at 6, Gucci kicks And they picky when it come to they dick If y'all ladies was all mine I'd teach you well Free tales, sweet smells, eat well, hear bells Before you sleep, read your books like it was my fanmail And when you wake, you be a new woman, know the whole world can tell Word life, put you to school when the clubs'll stop College girl, pay for your books at 200 a pop And all I ask in life's for you to be careful Stay focused, take care of your health Have kids and marry a prince Good luck and happiness And no longer shut yourself in, taste the pain, the sorrow The sun'll shine and still come out tomorrow And maybe be a secretary, business woman, 5th Ave., or run a library You got the right conversation, education and looks With the right intelligence to stay away from them crooks Baby get on your feet, be an accountant, doctor, lawyer or nurses's aid Computer wizard, you about to get paid [Outro, over background singing] Yea You know I just met y'all And I love y'all already and all that But I gotta get off that nose candy To make it in life and all that shit That's why I'm here I'm like a father figure and all that shit I let y'all get high, and that's all you're going to do but Ya'nawm sayin? Cause I drop jewels all over the place Y'all too pretty for that Some of y'all nose hairs is burnt I just want you to snap out of it You know why? cause you's a