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[Featuring Kandu] 
You want bigger and better and higher and larger and more shit 
Peaches and cream 
To each man his dream 
Harvest crops and props 
Teaches teens how to throw dice and pick locks 
I wish you knew the issue 
It's all wallet  politics 
Done it  done it 
Seen it  seen it 
We seen it done 
No opposition to none 
Cause they remember that story 
Bout him puttin some fools hand in a blender 
Cause first things first 
Gotta hold his down like (?) purse 
And school his team like Vince Lomardi 
No noble cause 
From sea to street 
Entrepreneur genius 
They try to take him under federal conspiracy laws 
Probable cause 
Damn, that's Rick the man 
With the master plan 
CHORUS: (2x) [Kandu] 
Somebody told me to deliver this message (pass it on, pass it on) 
It was the 7th of July 
7 years have moved, like out of place 
So we rushed it 
Watched us run straight to the front door 
Took 4 steps, then he took 1 more 
He rocked timbos from his ankles to his big toes 
Wouldn't get caught without the flyest of apparel 
He knew the scooop on everybody from me 
To Geraldine Ferraro 
First love was a Ferrari 
He played more games than your average Atari 
He said call me Big, but really I ain't the (?) 
Dips call me often 
And pops call me Junior 
Lo-co, at times 
I am the cream of crops 
Ripped clean of props 
Had the school imperials 
On his materials 
Everybody jackin so you know the scenario 
Cause if he heard word 
Well, not a word he'd utter 
If he spoke fast not a word he'd - stutter 
He never slipped into the pit of a gutter 
Cause cousin's butter 
You know there ain't another brother - similar 
He got into the scene with open hands 
And his love goochie 
Got him the booty 
But no (master plan) 
CHORUS (2x) 
Lookin at the sin, advance spin 
Reminds him of memories 
Of when he can't rest til he buries these 
So he remains alone in his room 
When his head hits the bed 
He sees visions of being dipped 
I guess you know a good thing til you lost it 
Tossed it 
The limelight of paparazzi 
Get a grip, don't trip 
Then cause if you trip 
You slip and pinstripes wasn't his shit 
So I guess he got a reason 
So he grabbed the number 9 
To define gettin even 
His definition was this 
A death wish, kiss Tish 
And told Cha-Che to hold the mayo 
Payo, payo was the sound of the oddo 
But little did he know another brick would be his motto (ha, ha, ha) 
In the wall, stretch limos 
And rose of eyes, in disguise 
Like stain glass windows 
With more flowers than I've ever seen 
Got the Visine for this thing 
You know, easy come, easy go 
You may think it kinda strange 
Since the beginning God's been giving in to angels 
But take back 
CHORUS (2x) 
Pass it on

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