Big Boi
Big Boi
Big Boi
Badabadabada
Big Boi
Fat Suspicious here, firing my gat
Taking on the visage of some random housecat
I'm struggling with myself, choking on my words
But something's got my scared, hiding from the hoard
I can hear their footsteps down the hall, it's shaking up the foundations in the walls
What's that sound is someone coming? Oh, no! It's the Big Boi running!
Big Boi
Big Boi
Big Boi
Big Boi
Badabadabada
Big Boi
Big Boi slam! Slap on that jam. Everybody run from the big ol' man
Ooh, you spooky, 'bout to make me poopy. Big Boi's got an army of groupies
Walking down the hallway, rumbling and tumbling
Probably 'cause the Big Boi's got the walls crumbling
Big Boi
Big Boi
Big Boi
Badabadabada
Big Boi
Fat Suspicious - Big Boi Lyrics
Fat Suspicious - Big Boi Lyrics
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Big Boi
Big Boi
Big Boi
Badabadabada
Big Boi
Fat Suspicious here, firing my gat
Taking on the visage of some random housecat
I'm struggling with myself, choking on my words
But something's got my scared, hiding from the hoard
I can hear their footsteps down the hall, it's shaking up the foundations in the walls
What's that sound is someone coming? Oh, no! It's the Big Boi running!
Big Boi
Big Boi
Big Boi
Big Boi
Badabadabada
Big Boi
Big Boi slam! Slap on that jam. Everybody run from the big ol' man
Ooh, you spooky, 'bout to make me poopy. Big Boi's got an army of groupies
Walking down the hallway, rumbling and tumbling
Probably 'cause the Big Boi's got the walls crumbling
Big Boi
Big Boi
Big Boi
Badabadabada
Big Boi
Big Boi
Big Boi
Badabadabada
Big Boi
Fat Suspicious here, firing my gat
Taking on the visage of some random housecat
I'm struggling with myself, choking on my words
But something's got my scared, hiding from the hoard
I can hear their footsteps down the hall, it's shaking up the foundations in the walls
What's that sound is someone coming? Oh, no! It's the Big Boi running!
Big Boi
Big Boi
Big Boi
Big Boi
Badabadabada
Big Boi
Big Boi slam! Slap on that jam. Everybody run from the big ol' man
Ooh, you spooky, 'bout to make me poopy. Big Boi's got an army of groupies
Walking down the hallway, rumbling and tumbling
Probably 'cause the Big Boi's got the walls crumbling
Big Boi
Big Boi
Big Boi
Badabadabada
Big Boi
Writer: Drake Summers
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid