Top Songs By Big Burn
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Burn
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Murnan
Songwriter
Tom Murnan
Songwriter
Lyrics
(Shaq) They wanted me to come down here
And do one thing and that was take care of business
And I, I assured him that I would do that
The people that know me, they know what time it is
And they know what the Diesel is coming to do
Period, Pureud, PERIOD
Sitting in the club, ordered me a Big Mac
You think I got a stub? Dick bigger than Shaq
Chillin strait VIP, popping old dusty pussy
Chicks looking for a fist, sipping on Arbor Mist
Sitting in the club, ordered me a Big Mac
You think I got a stub? Dick bigger than Shaq
Chillin strait VIP, popping old dusty pussy
Dudes looking for a fist, sipping on Arbor Mist
HOLY FUCK! I'm fresh out of rubbers
Send for delivery from my son's mother
Fully deodorized with my collar popped
Finna film a Soap, as the pussy pops
A lousy week, fired from my senate seat
Rolling in da club with fruit roll ups on fleek
Fornication nation, that's where my dome's at
Hoes lucky if they fit the whole shaft
There's a hot Latina in the corner
Pants bulging with dat big clit boner
She asked me, is it alright if I leak?
Hell nah bitch ya'll ain't messing up my sheets!
After I ditched that freaky bitch I
Saw a fly dude out the corner of my eye
Sporting a dress down Spider-Man shirt
I knew then I had a wingman to help me flirt
Sitting in the club, ordered me a Big Mac
You think I got a stub? Dick bigger than Shaq
Chillin strait VIP, popping old dusty pussy
Chicks looking for a fist, sipping on Arbor Mist
Sitting in the club, ordered me a Big Mac
You think I got a stub? Dick bigger than Shaq
Chillin strait VIP, popping old dusty pussy
Dudes looking for a fist, sipping on Arbor Mist
Rolling in this escalade, a wild party escapade
But I got to be home by 10:00
Cause my mom wants her car back then
I told Felicia, I'd meet ya, at your house tonight
Don't bother picking me up
You're a lame ass mother get out of my sight
Damn girl, I guess I'll go with me, myself, and I
She said that's fine I'd rather have sex
With that American Psycho guy
Wait in line for 4 hours, $45 dollar whiskey sours
Wish I could bring a hot chick home like my man king bowser
Finally got inside, I'm walking with a stride
Time to give these bitches a ride
Wait, why these walls all covered in pride
Is this the wrong club or is this just destiny?
Not listening to Pac or Biggie, but Backstreet and NSYNC
Then I saw this guy with a killer tie looking so fly
And I had to wonder why
What the hell you doing in a club like this
He said I just kissed a dude that's a miss
Dang man why don't I be your wingman
He said I'm a fan, that's how this night began
Two dudes without a plan
Sitting in the club, ordered me a Big Mac
You think I got a stub? Dick bigger than Shaq
Chillin strait VIP, popping old dusty pussy
Chicks looking for a fist, sipping on Arbor Mist
Sitting in the club, ordered me a Big Mac
You think I got a stub? Dick bigger than Shaq
Chillin strait VIP, popping old dusty pussy
Dudes looking for a fist, sipping on Arbor Mist
I'm certainly not fucking transphobic
But that's not the way my dick swings when I hold it
Pulpit, that's where I hold my pimp sermons
As my dick dangles amongst a pack of virgins
But how come you're all alone tonight?
Where's the ladies man? They ain't in sight
One thing you must get right
As your wingman you must follow my advice
I know what we gotta do if you want that pussy to pop
Three shots of booze and some rubber glue
So your inebriation won't stop
Now we're fucked up but who are we kidding?
We're chilling in an empty club, Arbor Mist sipping
Let's whip out the PS3 and play some Jam fool (Boomshakalaka!)
Who needs chicks when you got 2 dudes and Brule (For your health)
Holy shit your right this place is completely empty
Hell ya I'm down to game megapixeled Clint Dempsey
Fuck I forgot to bring the car back to my mom, it's way past 10:00
Next time if we want more chicks
We should come to the club dressed as women
Sitting in the club, ordered me a Big Mac
You think I got a stub? Dick bigger than Shaq
Chillin strait VIP, popping old dusty pussy
Chicks looking for a fist, sipping on Arbor Mist
Sitting in the club ordered me a Big Mac
You think I got a stub? Dick bigger than Shaq
Chillin strait VIP, popping old dusty pussy
Dudes looking for a fist, sipping on Arbor Mist
Writer(s): Matthew Murnan, Tom Murnan
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