Mr. Big Stuff by Choice (rapper)
Mr. Big Stuff by Choice (rapper)

Mr. Big Stuff

Choice (rapper) * Track #7 On The Big Payback

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Mr. Big Stuff by Choice (rapper)

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Mr. Big Stuff is about a woman who is not able to receive sexual satisfaction because all of the men she has had sex with have small dicks. She exerts her sexual frustration through snide remarks, making fun of their unfortunate state, and stating she wants a man (Mr. Big Stuff) that can actually pl...

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Mr. Big Stuff Lyrics

[Intro]
(give it to me) (uh baby) Mr. Big Stuff!
That’s my bod-
That’s my bod-
That’s my bod-
That’s my bod-
That’s my bod-

[Verse 1]
I’m looking for Mr. Big Stuff
To fill my pussy up
Cause I’ve just about had enough
Of these midnight snackers
Inch knackers
Little bitty shitty pistol packers
Leavin’ my cunt unsatisfied
Whoever told you you had a big dick lied
Cause every time we get ready to rattle the sheets
Your dick starts playing hide-n-seek
And then you go to lookin’ like a sucker
And get mad cause you can’t find the motherfucker
Whoa, don’t look at me, I was up on my assignment
I licked you head to toe, and you still couldn’t find it
What you need is some ding-a-ling cream
I bet you never use Vaseline
Lil ol’ dick ‘bout the size of my thumb
Boy you couldn’t even make a virgin cum
Don’t sweat me cause that would upset me
You couldn’t wet me punk now let me
Get on up (nah baby but, but)
No buts
I’m gonna find me a Mr. Big Stuff (give it to me)

[Chorus]
(uh baby) Mr. Big Stuff!
That’s my bod-
That’s my body
(give it me) (uh baby) Mr. Big Stuff!
That’s my bod-
That’s my body

[Verse 2]
Lane was his name when he got on top but see
The motherfucker he couldn’t even tickle me
Sorry ass nigga he must have been gay
He was such a big joke that I laughed anyway
Hey, I’m not trying to say that I’m choosy
But if you have a dick you oughtta know how to use it
Is your man dick so compact
You put it on a graham cracker he would only be a snack?
Come on, get with this program
Mr. Big Stuff here I am
You got, you got, you got what I need!
Cater my plea Mr. Big Stuff (give it me)

[Chorus]
(uh baby) Mr. Big Stuff!
That’s my bod-
That’s my body
(give it to me) (uh baby) Mr. Big Stuff!
That’s my bod-
That’s my body

[Verse 3]
Answer this question if you know how to gut
What’s a screw without a goddamn nut?
The little ole humpin’ you did, you coulda kept it
It wasn’t worth the time or the effort
Maybe you should try to go to rent-a-dick
So that the next chick might benefit
I hope she has better results
Cause you didn’t do a motherfuckin’ thing for Choice
You went in and shot off like a pistol
I never came so I was clean as a whistle
I understand that no one’s perfect
But goddamn he didn’t even scratch the surface
I need a man cause a boy ain’t able
I ain’t got time to be rocking no cradle
You ain’t got no dick so try using your tongue
Bigger sizes are found on a goddamn inchworm
Girlfriend is your man packin’ pint
Hold on, a good dick is so hard to find
I’m still searchin’
And if I stumble on luck
I’m never givin’ up my Mr. Big Stuff (give it to me)

[Chorus]
(uh baby) Mr. Big Stuff!
That’s my bod-
That’s my body
(give it to me) (uh baby)
Ima let my homegirl Divine fuck it up one time (Mr. Big Stuff)
That’s my bod-
That’s my body

[Bridge]
(uh, baby) give it to me
(uh, baby) give it to me, give it to me, give it to-
(uh, uh, baby) give it to me
(uh, baby) give it to me, give it to me, give it to-
(uh, baby)

[Verse 4]
Mr. Big Stuff, I bought his handle with sex
Please help a damsel in distress
My spine don’t quiver or shiver
The mailman couldn’t even deliver
I showed him the box all he had to do was put it in
He had a dick about the width of a stick pen
I didn’t pretend that it felt good chief
I just laid there, damn, in disbelief
I’m tired of the shit if you can’t clean house
Don’t even bother taking your goddamn clothes off
Cause when I feel your shit imma laugh
Get up, cut on the lights, and start ranking on your ass
I’m serious to the maximum
You ain’t packin’ son
Don’t ask for none
Cause I’ll be in jail with a murder rap sucker
For drowning your no dick ass motherfuckers
Let me refresh your memory
I got a pussy ‘bout the size of a lily, you see
In order for me to get any kind of nut
I’m gonna need me a Mr. Big Stuff (give it to me)

[Chorus]
(uh baby) Mr. Big Stuff!
That’s my bod-
That’s my body
(give it to me) (uh baby) Mr. Big Stuff!
That’s my bod-
That’s my body
Divine strike me one more motherfucking time

[Outro]
(uh, baby) give it to me, give it to me, give it to-
(uh, uh, baby) give it to me
(uh, baby) give it to me, give it to me, give it to-
(uh, uh, baby) give it to me
(uh, baby) give it to me, give it to me, give it to-
(uh, uh, baby) give it to me
(uh, baby) give it to me, give it to me, give it to-
(uh, uh, baby) give it to me
(uh, baby) give it to me, give it to me, give it to-
(uh, baby)

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