[Featuring Kid Capri]

[Big L]

Aiyyo, you betta flee Hobbes, or get your head flown three blocks

L keep rapper's hearts pumpin like Reeboks

And every year I gain clout and my name sprouts

Some brothers'd still be large if the crack never came out

I got the wild style, always been a foul child

My guns go poom-poom, and yo' guns go pow-pow

I'm known to have a hottie open, I keep the shottie smokin

Front and get half the bones in your body broken

And when it comes to gettin nookie I'm not a rookie

I got girls that make that chick Toni Braxton look like Whoopie

I run with sturdy clicks I'm never hittin dirty chicks

Got thirty-five bodies, buddy don't make it thirty-six

Step to this you're good as gone, word is bond

I leave mics torn when I put it on

[Kid Capri]

So put it on Big L, put it on

C'mon put it onnn, and onnn, and onnn

C'mon put it on Big L, put it on

C'mon put it on represent put it on, C'MON!

[Big L]

Nobody can take nuttin from Big L but a loss chief

The last punk who fronted got a mouth full of false teeth

I'm known to gas a hottie and blast the shottie

Got more cash than Gotti (you don't know?) you betta ask somebody

Big L is a crazy brother, and I'm a lady lover

A smooth kid that'll run up in your baby mother

I push a slick Benz, I'm known to hit skinz

and get endz and commit sins with sick friends

Cause I'm a money getter, also a honey hitter

You think you nice as me? Ha ha, youse a funny nigga

I flows, so one of my shoes, wouldn't be clever to miss

I'm leavin competitors pissed

To tell you the truth, it gets no better than this

I'm catchin wreck to the break of dawn

And it's on, yo it's a must that I put