Hey yo, yo, yo
Hey chill
Here comes Mr. Large yo

Yo what happened to the beat?
Yo Diehard gimme a beat

OK boss

From East to West, whether your thin or thick
Whether your girl sucks lollies or just pure dick
Mario Puzo said that I'm the don
W-W I'm the shit dot com

The first born, gone, born conceded
The black Moses, ask me to leave Egypt
Straight heady, I manage heavy, and lolly petty
I gave R. Kelly a Rolex wit a diamond bezzy

Rock Steady, beg me, consider me stern
The original hoodlum, Fishburn had to learn
Supersperm, court's adjorn for the ?nollin?
(You, you got what I need)

Let her toss your salad, big hitters love to sit wit big figgas
I love black people, but I can't stand niggas
The ozz heads, back me, I'll cock shoggy
Ready to hold it down, I pop niggas like acne
Pay a token to breathe

Apollo wit low creed
For every government nigga, there's government cheese
I'm Mr. Please, Mr. Large
Thirty foot garage
Mercedes beggy
Mad cheddy
Mr. Elly

Writer : HUSTON, PAUL / SIMPSON, RICHARD ANTHONY
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.