Yours(feat.O.C.)

Yours(feat. O.C.) - Big L/O.C.

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Big L

Yeah big L Corleone aka Tommy Gibbs

Flamboyent Entertainment DITC forever

Word up it's time to let these punk n***as know

We gonna hit 'em like this check it out

Yo while y'all standing on the corner bummy and high

I'm out buying the finest things money can buy

Cats fronting like they holding but them crabs is broke

Chipping in for 10 dollar bags of smoke

All on my back because of the fame and the wealth

You male groupie you ought to be ashamed of yourself

Plus I'm running with thugs that bust slugs at the heat

I be the MC who mad chicks be loving to meet

And I'm not just a rapper I got *** on the street

I swear you never catch Corleone with Lugz on his feet

If you think I'm not as nice as whoever

Then put your money up

Put your jewels up whatever put your honey up

Put your raggedy house up punk or shut your mouth up

Before I buck lead make a lot of blood shed

Turn your trunks red far from broke got enough bread

Mad hoes ask Beavis I get nothing Butt-head

OCTo the tic tic and you don't quit

Let no man stand in between you and your dough and s**t

Being broke is a b***h y'all

There's no such thing as quit y'all

As long as you breathe life you gotta get yours

To the tic tic and you don't quit

Let no man stand in between you and your dough and s**t

Being broke is a b***h y'all

There's no such thing as quit y'all

As long as you breathe life you gotta get yours

True indeed L I hear these n***as

Talking out their mouth slick

Mad 'cause they b***hes is all on our dick

Peeping us out at the bar checking out

What kind of champagne

We sip jealous of the ice on my wrist

We pop Don and crys no less

Hard pressed motherf**kers chipping

In for White Star Moet

Chickenheads flock around us

Thug n***as protect us

At the end of the night all

The hoes want to sex us

While y'all stand stagnated with blue balls

You face the song you'll never find Lou Rawls s**t

I don't f**k a n***a with two good hands and feet

Be bumming and not surviving the streets

Get your weight up right now we ain't promised later

Do what you gotta do to get those big-headed papers

Even if it means you need a team pulling a caper

Instead of going out like pushead black straight up

To the tic tic and you don't quit

Let no man stand in between you and your dough and s**t

Being broke is a b***h y'all

There's no such thing as quit y'all

As long as you breathe life you gotta get yours