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Big Wheels
Down South
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Back-back-back-back-back-back-back-back in the day
Back-back-back-back-back-back-back-back in the day
Back in the day, we used to ride on our Big Wheels
Back in the day, we used to ride on our Big Wheels
Back in the day, we used to ride on our Big Wheels
The only means of transportation
Back in the day, I rode my Big Wheel
Wore tough skins, but now we sport Tommy Hilfiger
Don't fear, I rarely drink beer
So there ain't no drunk driving Big Wheels over here
Steer me to the right, don't steer me to the left
Keep up with the times and never digress
Don't steer me to the left, steer me to the right
Reinforcing good times to keep the plot tight
So brothers and sisters, let's reminisce
Back to the time when it was chill, now you pay the full bill
Used to live the life of the penant
Your mama gave you snack money, going to the arcade and spending
The sole purpose of this tune is to keep your head bopping
On a level zero, oh, Big Wheels the scope
So I never become flighty 'cause a big head leaves you
Heading for hard times, it happens when I drop rhymes
Yeah, drop a rhyme on a brother
The down south undercover lover with his mind in the gutter
Oh, they used to call it butter
But now they got rich and called it margarine
I wish I was young again, because
Back in the day, we used to ride on our Big Wheels
Back in the day, we used to ride on our Big Wheels
Back in the day, we used to ride on our Big Wheels
The only means of transportation
Back in the day, we used to ride on our Big Wheels
Back in the day, we used to ride on our Big Wheels
Back in the day, we used to ride on our Big Wheels
Freeze (Froze), pedal with the rhythmic flow
I gotta go (He gotta go), so I went
'Cause I'm a singer, a swinger, a good body banger
This is butter like Butterfinger, hip-hop first slinger
Started long time ago with a tremendous flow
A funker, all in the fam like Archie Bunker
Yeah, speaking of the fam
Remember Christmas time when we used to eat the ham?
In the form of a chillun, now it's bitten
But now we ride the kitten to build up the stamina
While praising the two cups of raisin
Yeah, I'm still scooping blue boy bass and clocking all the papes
'Cause pop is not little, so yo, papa, stick it all
You wanna stick around to see the earrings jingle
Ain't that right, daddy? Because you always asking
Yeah, Big Dave's always asking y'all
"When are we gon' finish with the hits
So maybe we can fill our own pockets?"
Instead of being steady customers at the postal service
The album's taking too long and the brother's getting nervous
No threat, 'cause everything is chill
You're asking me, hmm, hell yeah, I wanna ride on my Big Wheel
Come on
Back in the day, we used to ride on our Big Wheels
Back in the day, we used to ride on our Big Wheels
Back in the day, we used to ride on our Big Wheels
The only means of transportation
Back in the day, we used to ride on our Big Wheels
Back in the day, we used to ride on our Big Wheels
Back in the day, we used to ride on our Big Wheels
Back-back-back-back-back-back-back-back in the day
Back-back-back-back-back-back-back-back in the day
Back-back-back-back-back-back-back-back in the day
Back-back-back-back in the day
Back in the day, I used to ride on my Big Wheel
Back in the day, I used to ride on my Big Wheel
Back in the day, I used to ride on my Big Wheel
The only means of transportation
Back in the day, I used to ride on my Big Wheel
I said back in the day, I used to ride on my Big Wheel
Nah, back in the day, I used to ride on my Big Wheel
The only means of transportation
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