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R. Kelly

Genres: Pop

Big Chips Lyrics - R. Kelly

Big chips! We off in Vegas drinkin' and partyin' 

We got chicks in swimsuits modelin' 

We in the twin stretch Maybachs dippin' low 

The way the wrist shine it's so magical 

 

You know them boys got the clubs out of control 

Nigga what ya heard it's Kells and Hov 

With the second comin' of best of both 

In the first week I predict a million sold, we talkin' 

 

Big chips! Big trips to Vegas nigga 

Big cribs and the whips is spacious 

Any day they could dig your grave 

Shit, so big is my inspiration, dig 

 

No reward that's the risk is taken 

In which case you niggaz wouldn't wanna switch places 

I on the other hand relish the situation 

Thank the Lord for the gift, I'm gracious 

 

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I went overboard, look at this big bracelet 

I overhauled it you wouldn't recognize it 

From the time that I bought it I just replaced it 

I risk cases for shit like this 

 

Nigga I pray for some shit like this 

Word to my Uncle Ray 

Who gave us life for some shit like this 

Ma you rollin' I'm as real as it gets 

 

Big chips! We off in Vegas drinkin' and partyin' 

We got chicks in swimsuits modelin' 

We in the twin stretch Maybachs dippin' low 

The way the wrist shine it's so magical 

 

You know them boys got the clubs out of control 

Nigga what ya heard it's Kells and Hov 

With the second comin' of best of both 

In the first week I predict a million sold, we talkin' 

 

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Big chips! I can't take this 

The way you move your ass slow like Matrix 

You make me wanna toss chips in Vegas 

Before I toss chips first, get naked 

 

I can't fake it, girl you got the club shut down when you freak it 

Superstar honey, so mean and vicious 

Got a lot and comin', I'm so mean and vicious 

Bark bark farmer 

 

This chicken layin' platinum ex-farmer 

So go low mama, give it a go 

As I punch 170 on stretch roads 

Must turn up the radio 

 

Girl, you so good I'm swervin' like whoa whoa 

Uh oh, uh uh oh from the club to the stretch 

Out the stretch to the hotel 

Into the hotel suite 

 

Big chips! We off in Vegas drinkin' and partyin' 

We got chicks in swimsuits modelin' 

We in the twin stretch Maybachs dippin' low 

The way the wrist shine it's so magical 

 

You know them boys got the clubs out of control 

Nigga what ya heard it's Kells and Hov 

With the second comin' of best of both 

In the first week I predict a million sold, we talkin' 

 

Big chips! I'm a boss I said 

Tilt my hat and I cross my legs 

Like old ladies at the park, I toss my bread 

And the pigeons start flockin', ballin' like Bishop 

 

And stick Cochran on any DA, to try to stop him 

So any gun play that is an option 

I been doin' this since niggaz was woppin' 

Rockin' Izods with the matchin' socks, and 

 

Slap boxin' in the back park and when the girls start watchin' 

Try to get real, you had to drop 'em 

See I ain't never been a fronter 

Or fake it till I make it tight nigga 

 

Ma I don't want ya number 

Either you're comin' or I one ya 

Either you know what you want ma, I don't even want ya 

You play pretty if you wanna 

 

Big chips! We off in Vegas drinkin' and partyin' 

We got chicks in swimsuits modelin' 

We in the twin stretch Maybachs dippin' low 

The way the wrist shine it's so magical 

 

You know them boys got the clubs out of control 

Nigga what ya heard it's Kells and Hov 

With the second comin' of best of both 

In the first week I predict a million sold, we talkin' big chips 

 

All around the world, stop where the sun sets 

Spendin' big chips you wanna go, you wanna go 

Say we goin' around the world, stop where the sun sets 

Spendin' big chips you wanna go, do you wanna go 

 

Uh, come on, Tone, I see ya 

Jigga, Kells, uh, yeah, Track Masters 

What's really good 

We in the islands chillin' in the shade and shit you know 

Blue waters, yellow sand, uh 

Either I'm high or, I think I just saw a dolphin 

 

What you drinkin' J? 

Me myself I'm drinkin' on this lemonade 

Mix wit some, I don't know what this shit is 

But it got me real nice right now 

Tone, fade this track 

Goodnight 

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