(feat. Ice Cube, Too $hort)



We havin big thangs 

Ice Cube, the only nigga that can bring Too $hort out of retirement 

Representin money 

Hmm, beeitch 



[Verse One: Ice Cube, Too $hort]



Wise crackin felines, unh 

Can a nigga make a bee-line? 

to that nappy area, don't wanna marry ya 

Just wanna bury ya head in a pillow 

Sorry but I got a kilo pussy-willow 

Janked ass penicillin, ain't got ta ask how ya feelin 

I'm tha nigga that got ya squealin 

Ya wanna know how we keep these hoes in check? 

Keep them broke and keep their panties soakin wet 



I like to smoke big, ride fat, and always stack cash 

Believe me, keep her breezy with her fat ass (fat ass) 

Big thangs on my mind ain't trippin at all 

They call me $hort, but I got a big dick in my drawers 

I feel like a giant sometimes, bitch don't stare 

You'll go blind from my diamonds 

Tryin ta size me up, but basketball I ain't playin 

Call a tech, blow the whistle, throw the bitch out the game 



[Chorus:]



We havin big thangs (like it's the thang to do) 

Big thangs baby ($hort Dawg and Cube) 

We havin big thangs (like it's the thang to do) 

Big thangs baby (you know it's true, really doe) 



[Verse Two: Ice Cube, Too $hort]



Now how can I let this bitch run it? 

When her ass ain't never felt the seats of a 600 (now) 

Tricks we take shits at the rents, we don't get excited 

over long hair and big tits 

$hort Dawg they get hella weak, when I tell the freak 

we the richest niggas that you gonna ever meet 

We got bosses in the back, countin the stack 

We got cunts in the front with Hennesey and blunts 

Now what you want? 



She wanna get fucked all night long, bitch what's up? 

You know I got a tight song 

Heard me on the radio, I can't go wrong 

but you ain't got no features, this can't go on 

You're like a bundle of joy, but you're unemployed 

You ain't throwin, so the pussy is just null and void 

Do you really understand what I'm tellin you 

Looks can be decieving, and bitch I ain't even feelin you 



[Chorus: add additional line]



Best believe me, it ain't easy, to be off the heazee 

[x2]



[Verse Three: Ice Cube, Too $hort ]



You can try and figure out the new shit we on 

Before you break yourself, make yourself at home 

Give thanks, when it's Ice Cube, $hort Dawg, and Ant Banks 

We all platinum, now ya got ta add francs 

to the salary, that'll be cash or charge 

So large, got a whole floor actin mirage 

We like big thangs, we like runnin big trains 

of big beautiful bitches with big brains 



Bitches with big brains, I went to Spelman College 

To see if my dick could get some higher knowledge 

But pussy is pussy from Bel-Air to the projects 

Bitch better suck my dick 

Ain't nothin new, the game is old 

You think the bitch is decent, and that's the same old hoe 

Used to fuck the whole crew, we was ballin man 

Westside!!! You know we doin big thangs 



[Chorus: same as Verse Two]



[Outro: Ice Cube, $hort Dawg]



We off that heazy bitch 

Beeeyyyitch 

Hey $hort, give em yo part 

Bitch bitch bitch bitch make me rich 

Do all that shit 

She can even lick my dick, but I ain't lickin no clits 

West-sieede. Westside!!!!!!!!!!!!