Eatin’ Big Time
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⏱️ 4:45 duration
🆔 ID: 23866524
📜 Lyrics
One, two, three, four
I wasn't braced and kissed my face with the scope of my rifle
I had shot it from a blind, as in you'd be blind not to see
That there's a man in the doorway of a motherfuckin' mansion
Aiming at the feeder where you'd sat to take a feast
That's what I said, that's what I did
And it did not cut one corner
As I carved that fat-neck-mother right down to the bone
I let him hang for several days
And then I cut off hide and scriffin'
I cut it thin, then throw it in a Tupperware to soak
I fried some pieces while I worked
It tasted like I'd made it
Fried in Wagner casted butter in a quiet country place
With albums gold and platinum overflowin' to the ceiling
Eatin' big time is a feelin' with the friends that I have made
Keep my time on my Weiss
Ye goddamn right, I'm flexin'
'Cause a thousand-dollar watch is fine enough flex for me
Have you ever got to hold and blow a thousand fucking dollars?
It runs for 40 hours, and then it winds itself to sleep
It's fought for like a bitch, and it's a bitch to keep it goin'
When they ain't nobody knowin' any prayer you've ever sang
See me now, I'm on the sow, and I'm ridin' to your city
Eatin' big time, ain't she pretty, ain't she witty, ain't she great?
Ain't she great, ain't she grand?
In my world, she's irreplaceable
I'm her surfboard in the kitchen
My blessings come in waves
She's my rebirth, she's my lemonade
My gravy and my biscuits
Mama, I've been out there hunting
I'ma need you to make a plate
She pets my head and whispers
You poor thing, you must be famished
I just knew that this would happen, I got all the fixin's made
I'll get tick-full 'fore I ever pull myself off of this table
Eatin' big time, ain't she pretty? Just rollin' in the shade
Eatin' big time in the holler, ain't it lovely, ain't it great?
I wasn't braced and kissed my face with the scope of my rifle
I had shot it from a blind, as in you'd be blind not to see
That there's a man in the doorway of a motherfuckin' mansion
Aiming at the feeder where you'd sat to take a feast
That's what I said, that's what I did
And it did not cut one corner
As I carved that fat-neck-mother right down to the bone
I let him hang for several days
And then I cut off hide and scriffin'
I cut it thin, then throw it in a Tupperware to soak
I fried some pieces while I worked
It tasted like I'd made it
Fried in Wagner casted butter in a quiet country place
With albums gold and platinum overflowin' to the ceiling
Eatin' big time is a feelin' with the friends that I have made
Keep my time on my Weiss
Ye goddamn right, I'm flexin'
'Cause a thousand-dollar watch is fine enough flex for me
Have you ever got to hold and blow a thousand fucking dollars?
It runs for 40 hours, and then it winds itself to sleep
It's fought for like a bitch, and it's a bitch to keep it goin'
When they ain't nobody knowin' any prayer you've ever sang
See me now, I'm on the sow, and I'm ridin' to your city
Eatin' big time, ain't she pretty, ain't she witty, ain't she great?
Ain't she great, ain't she grand?
In my world, she's irreplaceable
I'm her surfboard in the kitchen
My blessings come in waves
She's my rebirth, she's my lemonade
My gravy and my biscuits
Mama, I've been out there hunting
I'ma need you to make a plate
She pets my head and whispers
You poor thing, you must be famished
I just knew that this would happen, I got all the fixin's made
I'll get tick-full 'fore I ever pull myself off of this table
Eatin' big time, ain't she pretty? Just rollin' in the shade
Eatin' big time in the holler, ain't it lovely, ain't it great?
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[00:02.16] One, two, three, four
[00:07.24]
[00:17.78] I wasn't braced and kissed my face with the scope of my rifle
[00:25.54] I had shot it from a blind, as in you'd be blind not to see
[00:32.48] That there's a man in the doorway of a motherfuckin' mansion
[00:40.22] Aiming at the feeder where you'd sat to take a feast
[00:46.85] That's what I said, that's what I did
[00:50.46] And it did not cut one corner
[00:54.51] As I carved that fat-neck-mother right down to the bone
[01:01.55] I let him hang for several days
[01:04.55] And then I cut off hide and scriffin'
[01:09.43] I cut it thin, then throw it in a Tupperware to soak
[01:16.98] I fried some pieces while I worked
[01:20.44] It tasted like I'd made it
[01:23.99] Fried in Wagner casted butter in a quiet country place
[01:33.12] With albums gold and platinum overflowin' to the ceiling
[01:39.54] Eatin' big time is a feelin' with the friends that I have made
[01:48.68] Keep my time on my Weiss
[01:51.95] Ye goddamn right, I'm flexin'
[01:55.73] 'Cause a thousand-dollar watch is fine enough flex for me
[02:02.93] Have you ever got to hold and blow a thousand fucking dollars?
[02:10.38] It runs for 40 hours, and then it winds itself to sleep
[02:20.16] It's fought for like a bitch, and it's a bitch to keep it goin'
[02:26.45] When they ain't nobody knowin' any prayer you've ever sang
[02:35.17] See me now, I'm on the sow, and I'm ridin' to your city
[02:42.62] Eatin' big time, ain't she pretty, ain't she witty, ain't she great?
[02:51.03]
[03:22.11] Ain't she great, ain't she grand?
[03:25.21] In my world, she's irreplaceable
[03:28.94] I'm her surfboard in the kitchen
[03:32.56] My blessings come in waves
[03:35.92] She's my rebirth, she's my lemonade
[03:40.22] My gravy and my biscuits
[03:43.63] Mama, I've been out there hunting
[03:47.01] I'ma need you to make a plate
[03:52.77] She pets my head and whispers
[03:55.42] You poor thing, you must be famished
[03:58.93] I just knew that this would happen, I got all the fixin's made
[04:07.13] I'll get tick-full 'fore I ever pull myself off of this table
[04:15.18] Eatin' big time, ain't she pretty? Just rollin' in the shade
[04:23.25] Eatin' big time in the holler, ain't it lovely, ain't it great?
[04:29.53]
[00:07.24]
[00:17.78] I wasn't braced and kissed my face with the scope of my rifle
[00:25.54] I had shot it from a blind, as in you'd be blind not to see
[00:32.48] That there's a man in the doorway of a motherfuckin' mansion
[00:40.22] Aiming at the feeder where you'd sat to take a feast
[00:46.85] That's what I said, that's what I did
[00:50.46] And it did not cut one corner
[00:54.51] As I carved that fat-neck-mother right down to the bone
[01:01.55] I let him hang for several days
[01:04.55] And then I cut off hide and scriffin'
[01:09.43] I cut it thin, then throw it in a Tupperware to soak
[01:16.98] I fried some pieces while I worked
[01:20.44] It tasted like I'd made it
[01:23.99] Fried in Wagner casted butter in a quiet country place
[01:33.12] With albums gold and platinum overflowin' to the ceiling
[01:39.54] Eatin' big time is a feelin' with the friends that I have made
[01:48.68] Keep my time on my Weiss
[01:51.95] Ye goddamn right, I'm flexin'
[01:55.73] 'Cause a thousand-dollar watch is fine enough flex for me
[02:02.93] Have you ever got to hold and blow a thousand fucking dollars?
[02:10.38] It runs for 40 hours, and then it winds itself to sleep
[02:20.16] It's fought for like a bitch, and it's a bitch to keep it goin'
[02:26.45] When they ain't nobody knowin' any prayer you've ever sang
[02:35.17] See me now, I'm on the sow, and I'm ridin' to your city
[02:42.62] Eatin' big time, ain't she pretty, ain't she witty, ain't she great?
[02:51.03]
[03:22.11] Ain't she great, ain't she grand?
[03:25.21] In my world, she's irreplaceable
[03:28.94] I'm her surfboard in the kitchen
[03:32.56] My blessings come in waves
[03:35.92] She's my rebirth, she's my lemonade
[03:40.22] My gravy and my biscuits
[03:43.63] Mama, I've been out there hunting
[03:47.01] I'ma need you to make a plate
[03:52.77] She pets my head and whispers
[03:55.42] You poor thing, you must be famished
[03:58.93] I just knew that this would happen, I got all the fixin's made
[04:07.13] I'll get tick-full 'fore I ever pull myself off of this table
[04:15.18] Eatin' big time, ain't she pretty? Just rollin' in the shade
[04:23.25] Eatin' big time in the holler, ain't it lovely, ain't it great?
[04:29.53]