Show Time Lyrics - Singles - Big Time

Intro 

Welcome to the big show ladies and miss 

We arent sipping nothing 

But bottles of Chris 

Welcome to the S.H.O.W 

We're about to B.L.O.W 

Chorus 

Welcome to the Big show, ladies and miss 

We arent sipping nothing but bottles of Chris 

Welcome to the S.H.O.W 

We're about to B.L.O.W 

You never know the club that Im party in, 

Cuz Ill be popping' things everywhere i go 

Welcome to the S.H.O.W 

We're about to B.L.O.W 

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Verse one 

Welcome to the big show ladies and miss 

This, the opportunity you can't even miss 

If you wanna party 

Then come be my guest 

I'll take you to the level there's no limit gal 

Different kind of bottles yeah we got even cris 

But first, is time to hit the show 

Let's get on the low 

Cuz when the music rhythm starts 

We gotta go 

Say when the music rhythm start 

We gotta go, ooh 

Different girls, different colors 

All over here, mum and dad 

Boy and girls we all in the mix 

The music and the feeling 

Theres nothing compare 

And we're about to celebrate 

Another new year 

The rhythm of the music so real and appealing 

The base of the drums so sweet and appealing 

Go dj, holla, go dj (x2) woo 

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Chorus 

Verse two 

I was sitting in the back of the players club 

Sipping with my hommies just having fun 

Then i saw this pretty girl starring through my eyes 

You know i gotta give her something to drinks 

Cuz when it's time to go, yeah gotta roll 

Is Big time baby girl i run the show 

Tonight Ill take home well be all alone 

So lay your body down cuz were about to blow, ooh 

In the club so fresh and clean 

In the street, still riddin'dirty 

Different gals and shinning things 

Everywhere they call my name 

On the stage i'm like a beast 

When i spit like disease 

See your girl be catching feelings 

Temperature be rising high 

Baby gal screaming out my name 

Cuz my song all in her brain 

She feel like coming off her clothes 

Cuz her brain bout to explode 

Chrous