Big Chief - Allen Toussaint

Me got fire, me can't put it out Heap firewater gonna make me shout I'm going down and get my squaw I'm gonna buy me a great big car I'm gonna do everything I could Me, Big Chief, I'm feeling good Oh, me, Big Chief, I got 'em tribe Got my squaw right by my side My spy boy, he just went by My flag boy is full of fire My whole tribe is having fun We're gonna dance 'til morning comes

Sah, this shit go hard Ayy, Sah, I fuck with you shorty (ayy, ayy) I swear to God shorty, on foenem grave nigga Sharp like a dagger, I got swagger Oh, what do you know? It's a rich ass nigga Coupe fly past ya, white like Casper Hidin' from the crazy hoe, why? She might harass us On my dick flashin', gassed up in the master Heard she talkin' down on me, so I went and asked her Left wrist plasma My chains give me asthma (bling) Yeah, I love my hoes but I don't love them that much to harass them (no) Man, these bitches irri' She want a Panamera Pull the 'cat and trackhawk out, it's Tia & Tamera Ayy, felonies Ayy, I got feloniеs Ayy, I smoke hella weed Ayy, plug send thе work, don't mail it to me Ayy, bring the bands out Ayy, I can make a hoe louder Ayy, lil' nigga, what's the matter? Ayy, heard you be pissed get a new blader, ayy Ayy, ayy, back flip off the ladder Nigga was angry, pull up the whips then he got madder, ayy Got the Urus doin' 220, can't go no faster All these chains up on my neck but I own my masters Ayy, ayy, ayy, bling, bling, bling Un un, ayy, ayy, ayy, un un, bling, bling, bling Ayy, ayy, ayy Un un, bling, bling, bling Ayy, ayy, ayy Un un, bling, bling, bling Ayy, ayy, ayy I'm a big timer Now, bitch, time's up Got a chopstick same size as Kevin Hart but it'll pick Big Sean up Pockets on big momma Tell me what they on, and I'm on Pull up in a Lamb', bitch, no propaganda, we gon' be wavin' llamas I still fry bologna This lil' bitch so weird that she gotta meet me around the corner I just pulled up in that sports truck with my brothers Jonas Rest in peace Blood, Tray Savage, Cap, Fredo, them my fuckin' homies She be fuckin' homies, when I was broke, I was never lonely The police think they run up on me, bitch, I ain't got nothin' on me Thought they was gonna get my .40 Cops tried to kill me as a juvie Now, I got a car like Birdman Movin' to the A, I'ma ride a Dually Nigga you oochie-couchie Smokin' on Tookie-Tookie And we got cinematic clips, nigga, you come join this Groovy movie The bitch got booty-booty, I'm like Suhki-Suhki I'm a young street nigga, bitch came in the crib and said, "Ooh, he bougie" Gang, gang, gang, ayy Gang, gang, gang, huh phew Gang, gang, gang, wooh phew Gang, gang, gang, phew phew Gang, gang, gang, wooh Gang, gang, gang, wooh Gang, gang, gang, wooh phew Gang, gang, gang, wooh Gang, gang, gang, wooh Gang, gang, gang, wooh Gang, gang, gang, wooh Gang, gang, gang, wooh Gang, gang, gang, wooh Gang, gang, gang, wooh Gang, gang, gang, wooh Gang, gang, gang, wooh Gang, gang, gang, wooh

Hey you, hey you, With the curly bush on your head, baby You know you're lookin' good You know you're lookin' good You know you're lookin' good Soul sister (sister, sister, sister, oooh) You're lookin' good, honey (Thank you brother, thank you baby) (Hey you) Hooo hey you, with the bad hip boots on, little girl (You're the baddest in the world) It sure would be nice, honey If I could just make you my girl And when you walk your walk You know you let me know That you're so very much together (Gether, gether, gether, oooh) And when you talk your talk to me, honey You know you make me feel Lighter than a feather, oooh I've never known it, But I've always wanted the best in life And if I had you, honey I know that I could forget about the rest in life (I can't conceal) No, no the way I feel (Way I feel) You're about a head turner You're about a ... burner Hey you, hey you, with the curly bush on your head, baby You know you're lookin' good You know you're lookin' good You know you're lookin' good Soul sister (sister, sister, sister, oooh) And hey you, hey you, with the bad hip boots on Little girl, little girl (You're the baddest in the world) It sure would be nice, honey, honey If I could just make you my girl