Kinda Like a Big Deal (feat. Kanye West) - Clipse

Viewed 16 times


Print this lyrics Print it!

     
Page format: Left Center Right
Direct link:
BB code:
Embed: Turn around gimme pound like we folks
"Hell no, I went raw dog, three strokes"

They whisperin' about us
I know you haters doubt us
How you count our money? We ain't even finish countin'
Pardon me I must say, I'm kinda like a big deal

Lights, cameras, action
The chain itself's a damn distraction
You claim the belt, the glory I bask in
I be hoppin' the ring, *** should cash in

It's like stoppin' a train
*** think he's stoppin' my reign
Talk slick while droppin' my name?
I'm puttin' ya'll to shame

Diamonds in the little hand
50 percent splits I X out the middle man
A far cry from a stash in the rental van
I'm the reason the hood need a dental plan
Ladies and gentleman, introducin'
The C4S with the rims protrudin'

The roof vamoose like a magic show
Got me lookin' to the heavens like a javelin throw
Ya'll twiddle your thumbs like the average Joe
But just as you reap, so shall you sow

They whisperin' about us
I know you haters doubt us
How you count our money we ain't even finish countin'
Pardon me I must say, I'm kinda like a big dealLyrics provided by TANCODEhttp://lyricsever.com/" readonly=""/>

Kinda Like a Big Deal (feat. Kanye West) Lyrics

''Til The Casket Drops'
Third time's a charm right?
Come on

I'm kinda like a big deal
It's 'Unbelievable' you see my 'Warning' gives you B.I.G. chills
The flow runnin' on B.I.G.'s heels
My 'Life After Death', B.I.G. ain't get to see how this feels

Third time's a charm, baby
After two classics another stripe up on my arm, baby
It's a blessin' to blow a hundred thou in a recession
With no second guessin'

We're ballin', drop tops we're floorin'
Champagne we're pourin', Re-Up is the Gang and I'm all in
To the powder and the flame I have fallin'
Get money, blow money is my callin'

Yeah, watch a *** burn through it
Life's a maze, you twist and you turn through it
The driest of droughts, maneuvered and I earned through it
I'm set straight like a perm do it, Push

They whisperin' about us
I know you haters doubt us
How you count our money we ain't even finish countin'
Pardon me I must say, I'm kinda like a big deal

Ay yo, I'm sittin' on top of the
It's more than a feelin' ain't it?
I be killin', damn it, I'm illin' and I'm illin'
Meet Mr. Popular, go get your binoculars
And see Penthouse 3 where a *** be

Spittin' fire on the PJ in my PJ's
Fire Marshall said I took it to the Max like TJ
Y'all ain't peep how I said Marshalls, replay
I guess I'm like the Black Marshall meets Jay

Meet Ye' alligator souffle 'Got It Made'
Special Ed got *** from a girl in special Ed
Ya know the pretty ones in that dumb class
But she got that dumb ***

Hit high school and got pregnant dumb fast
"What happen Tisha, your boyfriend *** fast?"
Turn around gimme pound like we folks
"Hell no, I went raw dog, three strokes"

They whisperin' about us
I know you haters doubt us
How you count our money? We ain't even finish countin'
Pardon me I must say, I'm kinda like a big deal

Lights, cameras, action
The chain itself's a damn distraction
You claim the belt, the glory I bask in
I be hoppin' the ring, *** should cash in

It's like stoppin' a train
*** think he's stoppin' my reign
Talk slick while droppin' my name?
I'm puttin' ya'll to shame

Diamonds in the little hand
50 percent splits I X out the middle man
A far cry from a stash in the rental van
I'm the reason the hood need a dental plan
Ladies and gentleman, introducin'
The C4S with the rims protrudin'

The roof vamoose like a magic show
Got me lookin' to the heavens like a javelin throw
Ya'll twiddle your thumbs like the average Joe
But just as you reap, so shall you sow

They whisperin' about us
I know you haters doubt us
How you count our money we ain't even finish countin'
Pardon me I must say, I'm kinda like a big deal

Lyrics provided by LyricsEver.com
Clipse is a critically acclaimed hip hop duo that formed in Norfolk, Virginia in 1992. They announced the end of their career together at a live show in 2010 and have since remained firm on this stance.
The duo is made up of brothers Gene "No Malice" Thornton and Terrence "Pusha T" Thornton, who is also currently signed to Kanye West's G.O.O.D Music label. They met Pharrell of the producing duo The Neptunes, in 1993, he formed a working relationship with the duo and helped them secure a contract with Elektra Records. Early mixtape success on Clinton Sparks' Exclusive Audio Footage increased their fan-base, but the group's major debut single flopped. Williams resuscitated their careers by signing them to his Star Trak Label. The Clipse's debut album, Lord Willin', was released in 2002. Label woes delayed the release of their sophomore effort, Hell Hath No Fury, which was released in 2006, to much critical acclaim. During this gap, they released three We Got It For Cheap mixtapes with Ab-Liva and Sandman, the other members of the Re-Up Gang. Their third studio album, Till The Casket Drops, was released in 2009. Their songs have been remixed and mashed up on countless mixtapes, and the unreleased songs they recorded while still on Startrak are out as a mixtape called The Lost Tracks. Pusha-T released his first solo album, Fear of God, in 2011, around the same time that Malice published the book "Wretched, Pitiful, Poor, Blind, & Naked". Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

View All

Clipse