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You just got to be, large gotta be, large gotta be
Large
Squeeze in my hot pants, safety dance into the kitchen
Eat an apple for my dinner, tummy looks bitchin'
Phone is ringin', it's McTadden talkin'
All that label business deals are back on now, so I can't really dismiss it
But I say, not enough
Where's my call?
It's Jaguar
He says, you're a bummer, but God bless you, superstar
You're supersized
You just got to be, large gotta be, large gotta be
Large
Supersize
You just got to be, large gotta be, large gotta be
Large
Now I got the throne like a melt dinosaur, get up MCs, call me the pantyliner
Oh, never losing money, always gaining fame, but stocks going up every day on the exchange
Detractors to my white mind don't ever get to me
Because I was busting rocks and she was playing D&D with supersize man
You just got to be, large gotta be, large gotta be
Large
Supersize man
You just got to be, large gotta be, large gotta be
Large
It wasn't always easy, but now I'm moving on up like, ooh, wheezy
Looking good on the tip and staying new cause
Where are those people doing that?
The ones that lived on me in high school
Oh, probably nothing
Standing behind the counter where I buy my English muffin
But I ain't gonna discus, that's a boring match
And this is kind of corny, but I won't ever want to find this
Oh God, it's Friday night, I do my deals for the day
Shower up, pick the bra, spray a little Gina Tay
On the blonde hair goes the Afro-Shane
That's my girlie, like Takasa, Maybelline
We got run, heavy hitting on the wrecked machine
Got to get some honey, sportin' David Carradine
Set to go, we look around, walk downtown, mud low
Hit the EAP and dream, cash money flow
And then before you know the wall, it's super size
You just got to be large, be large, you gotta be
(You gotta be large)
You just got to be large,be large, you gotta be
(You gotta be large)
At last we're in the bar, they all look at me, order up the Hennessy Ginger rare
(All look at)
I sip my cocktail and relax into some Havascope
It's about a cutie in a skinny tie
Walk on by, bat an eye
He's beside me
Say yo, baby, what's up?
Showing off the big go
Inside the pants, trying to make romance
It might be a launch pick, but that brain's half an inch
So I step goodbye
I cumulus clock way high
Yeah If you want a piece of this passage assessment
You've just got to be large, be large, you've got to be
(You gotta be large)
You've just got to be large, be large, you've got to be
(You gotta be large)
I don't know
Oh, my God
Oh, my God
Oh