[Lyric] Boogie Nights (Big Baby Gandhi)

[Intro: Big Baby]
Big Baby Ghandi Mandi Mandi in your face
I did it I did it I did it I did it I did it
Big Baby Ghandi Ghandi Ghandi how it taste?
Feel me-

[Verse 1]
BMC on some chocolatey ticket
On some DMT you couldn't stop me from tripping
Like GNC, I got a lot of pills
And when we M.D. you can't knock me, I'm living

Plans to pass out on Ralph Lauren linen
With foreign women that put like 3 or 4 in 'em
Reach the car with em sweep the floor with em
Reap the flawed system me I'm so pimpin

Tabs in my eyes I think I seen God head
Thoughts in my mind yo I think I need my meds
Rapping on white girl I'm Fab Five Freddy
You share real Blondie and I'm mad high already
My dream girl Debbie Harry meet Halle Berry
With vocabulary don't mind the hairy belly
Take the day off do shrooms in my room
Tunes in my room from the womb to the tomb

[Bridge]
From the womb to tomb
From the birth to the earth
To your mom's purse
Check me on the verse

[Verse 2]
Yes ma'am I'm back on the map
Rapping up a rap that no rapper could rap
That no actor could act that no cracker could crack
Might smack up a cat who say I'm wack on the track

Big Baby, I'm hallucinogenic
Rapper producer y'all losers should jet it
New school aesthetic abusing my credit
I'm boosting whatever roosters is eggin

True, representing story set in Queensborough
You best believe my team's thorough Walden
Ghandi Mandi was the name that they called him
Now, the honeys call me Young Kama Sutra
Old white people real mad 'cause I'm the future
Take a good look now 'cause in five years
Gonna have my mom stacked 'til she cry tears
What's up, what's up, gotta go buy beers
Yeah you know me
This style swing a sword like Shinobi
Play it like you know me
Scholar still, hold the dollar bill
Holla, I'm trill