Thurz

Big Ball Lyrics







[Intro]

(“Big Ball” and other melodic chants throughout song)

There we were...all dressed up for the Big Ball

We knew that everyone would be there

They came as movie stars, draped with curves and Limousine cars

They danced to the beat, that generated heat

We were sure to be, making sure the crew would not leave

As we started to sing, this crazy melody...

La, la, la, la, la, La, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, La, la, la

La, la la la la



[Verse 1 -Thurz]

Red carpet events, the big lights flashing

Guest list only, no Hollywood scene

Dress code authentic, divine threads in the seam (Seen!)

Do it for you chimpanzees (Monkey-See-Monkey-Do)

Seeming to live this wildlife, but you frauding, you're lying

Dying, need to be great like tigers

Y'all don't scrape the bed, then the monkeys be lions, tigers, bears (Oh My!)

On this life's lawn looking for you

Luxury time like a Rolex

As the big hand moves like the big man moves

In a triangle offense, in that groove, smooth

Hit me in the post and we'll roll out

Score in the act, I mean Bentley

The Big Ball is a king playing what I think is reality

If you think it you can be it, if you see it how I see it

See yourself high and mighty then that's how you gon' be it

Watch out for the skeezers, divas, hoes

They gon' follow suit, and pose...

I grab my big balls, and follow suit (You see it)



[Hook]

Beamers. Coupes. Leathers. Drank

Mercedes. Benz. Rollin'. Dank

Lexus. Furs. Expensive, Taste

The Big Ball. You are invited, to Big ball

(Now everybody lets...)

Bass on the run, and make love to the song

Got the bass on the run, and make love to the song

(At the big ball, You are invited)



[Verse 2 - Thurz]

The big ball is a lifestyle

More durable than trojans

You see how, I speak good to existence

Everyday, affected

Attention -- Shit, naysayers say we never pay

Too expensive -- it costs to much

When I can spend my first billion to floss and such

With diamonds that blush

Folks is just miserable, Misery loves company

Two's a couple and she wants three more to party

But in the big ball, that bitch is never invited

Beamers, Coupes, sixty-fours, Aston-Martin, excited

A taste of heaven, bread is leavened

And Broken with brothers and cousins

With ten percent to the Reverend

Everybody two-stepping, with no weapon

The Big Ball reality, when you stop guessing

Fruition, stop hearing your gut (Follow and Listen)

The dream becomes religion

You are now christened

Big Ball, Beamers, Coupes, Drank

Big Ball, when your dreams is defined with expensive taste



[Hook]



[Outro]

You see what you gotta do is, put your right foot forward

And the left one will follow

But see, some of y'all got two left feet, bow-legged, knock-kneed

Chasing these gold mouths, trying to save ‘em from the storm

See, I tell these hoes

If you wanna stay dry, then you better walk between these rain drops

You understands me?

Beggars and can't be choosers and choosers shouldn't be beggars

So you need to decide which one you gon' be

(At the big ball)