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2Big Lyrics by Risk

2020

INTRO:
Yo! Real talk
2BIG Baby!

HOOK:
I was born in New York
Where fat means you're sick
Where fat means you're poor
And fat means "you pig!"
Then I moved down south
Where that seemed to switch
Where skinny means you're poor
And fat means you're rich!

VERSE 1:
Step your weight up, homie!
Eat these motha'fuckin' crumbs
Lick this plate up for me
I love to be the one that you hate on, homie
I serve a motha'fucka' quick like I wait on homie
And go ahead, get your date on, homiе
But she comin' over for dinner a littlе later on, homie
You waitin' for her text while she lay down on me
She love the way I get down, she stay down on me
She wants a creamy Canoli, she wants to bake my Baguette
She wants comer el huevo, I give her breakfast in bed
Banana nut in her pie, when I'm stuffin' her muffin
Happy Holloween baby! I'm a light you up, pumpkin!
She fall in love and she blushin'
No competition, I crush 'em
And that's the end of discussion
I'm feelin' like BIG when I'm spitting it, son
But I'm livin' Latino so I'm feelin' like Pun!

HOOK:
I was born in New York
Where fat means you're sick
Where fat means you're poor
And fat means "you pig!"
Then I moved down south
Where that seemed to switch
Where skinny means you're poor
And fat means you're rich!

VERSE 2:
But yo for real though, tell me how you feel bro
Pain in your head and your neck, and your feet swole
I know you tough but the situation is lethal
So far you been free as far as disease go
But your body's a prison, feels like you got an addiction
And why the fuck is you itchin' when you not in the kitchen?
Man this shit is embarassin', it's disgustin' and sickenin'
And homie you need clothes, but nothin' is fittin'
Too much stomach and tits to be covered and hidden, so fuck it, I'm quittin'
Fuck clothes! I'm a walk around covered in bitches
And every time that the reaper shows up for a visit
I'm like "Damn motha'fucka', give a brotha' a minute!"
I've lost battles, but this war, I'm a win it, the more up I'm in it
The more I know I got it, man, the more I'm a sweat it
Hold me down? I ain't gon' let it
So fuck feelin' sorry, pathetic, I'm a warrior headed for glory, I'll get it!

HOOK:
I was born in New York
Where fat means you're sick
Where fat means you're poor
And fat means "you pig!"
Then I moved down south
Where that seemed to switch
Where skinny means you're poor
And fat means you're rich!
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Risk

Risk

About “2Big” by Risk

Read the complete lyrics to "2Big" by Risk in 2020. On Lyrks you can follow along with the full text, explore the artist's discography, and discover related songs. The track is often categorized under Rap.

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