Your Mother's Got a Big Head

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Haha... I'm the rib man!
 repeat 9x(yeah, yeah, Yeah)
 Emperor,
 Conptemperor,
 So many girls, they call me the pimperor.
 Never date a girl with weave,
 (Why Chris?)
 Because a girl with a weave gotta trick up her sleeve.
 My wallet's so fat, had to put it on a diet.
 A sucka said, "Run it" and I said don't try it.
 He thought I was a punk just because I was quiet.
 Smacked him with a brick; got a suite at, The Hyatt.
 My future's so bright that I gotta wear shades
 My pocket's so fat that my dogs got a maid.
 My manager's name is Reuben Kincaid.
 He's the only white boy with a high top fade.
 Now I'm clillin hard (hard!)
 I used to be poor (poor!)
 People used to tease me when I worked at the store
 Now,
 Your hamster's dead,
 your girl's name is Fred, and to top it all off...
 YOUR MOTHER'S GOT A BIG HEAD!
 :
 Big head! YOUR MOTHER'S GOT A BIG HEAD!
 Big head! I said YOUR MOTHER'S GOT A BIG HEAD!
 Big head! I said YOUR MOTHER'S GOT A BIG HEAD!
 Big Head! YOUR MOTHER'S GOT A BIG HEAD!
 

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Song Details

Duration
04:41
Key
7
Tempo
98 BPM

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