Stylin’ Little Brother (Ft. Oh No)

[Intro: Big Pooh]
Yeah, from NC to Oxnard. Nigga we go hard. Ha

[Verse 1: Big Pooh]
I was that chubby kid, I ain't talk too much
And even though I could I never use that crutch
It's funny when you're older, makin' moves and such
How people find a way to get in your clutch
And they do touch and rub some nigga foul
Thinkin' shit gravy cause you seen me smile
I'm givin' up inches, you want the whole mile
And when I tell 'em, "Stop" that's when hoes get wild
Flood the in box, constant calls comin' in
I hit the "Back" button and she callin' me again
I'm thinkin' out loud, "When is this gon' end?"
Will you ever get the message, I don't wanna be your friend
I don't want to have a talk, I got nothin' to say
You actin' real immature, go somewhere and play
Told the baby, "Break out" like Chad or Shay
Yes Poobie is for real, it would make my day

[Hook: Big Pooh]
But first you get money stylin'
Get fame wildin'
Bitches start wowin'
Niggas start pilin'
Then niggas start wowin'
Bitches start pilin'
Get fame stylin'
Make money wildin'
Niggas get mad start stylin' on you
Bitches get mad start wowin' on you
Make a lil' money they start pilin' on you
Get a lil' fame they start wowin' on you