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Lyrics
[Intro]
(How you doin’?)
Yeah, yeah
Big girl walk in
Whole room stand still
[Verse 1]
She got hips like a Sunday dinner
Laugh so loud that the floorboards quiver
Plate stacked high, she a born big winner
Say grace, then she clean that silver
She take two chairs, make a throne out both
Little stain on her shirt from the hot fried okra
Wipe her mouth, then she wink, say “come closer”
Next thing, I’m flat on the sofa (ooh)
[Chorus]
Big girls break beds, that’s love
Shake this frame right off these studs
If it creak, we just laugh, then we go again
She say, “Boy, you ain’t built for this spin” (how you doin’?)
Big girls break beds, that’s fine
I’ll buy wood, you bring that grind
If we fall through, we just lay there, grin
Say, “Baby, let that big joy in”
[Verse 2]
She breathe heavy when the stairs get long
Then she giggle, smack my hand, “don’t film this, boy”
Take a bite, close her eyes, little soft low sound
Whole booth shake when she sits back down
She sniff that plate like a fresh pay day
Sauce on her lip, I’m like “come my way”
She lean in slow, I lose my ground
Next thing I know, I’m just hearing that sound (oh lord)
[Chorus]
Big girls break beds, that’s love
Shake this frame right off these studs
If it creak, we just laugh, then we go again
She say, “Boy, you ain’t built for this spin” (hey!)
Big girls break beds, that’s fine
I’ll buy wood, you bring that grind
If we fall through, we just lay there, grin
Say, “Baby, let that big joy in”
[Bridge]
She say, “I’m a lot,” I say, “that’s the point”
You my heavy heaven, girl, bless this joint
From the fridge to the sheets, you a full-course feast
Knock me flat, I’ll just thank you, please (how you doin’?)
[Chorus]
Big girls break beds, that’s love
Shake this frame right off these studs
If it creak, we just laugh, then we go again
She say, “Boy, you ain’t built for this spin”
Big girls break beds, that’s fine
I’ll buy wood, you bring that grind
If we fall through, we just lay there, grin
Say, “Baby, let that big joy in”
Details
GeneratedApr 16, 2026
Duration3:12
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Thick, swaggering trap-soul bounce with swung drums, sub-heavy bass, and bluesy electric guitar licks; male vocals riding a playful, confident pocket. Hook explodes with stacked harmonies and call-and-response ad-libs; verses sit tighter and more percussive, occasional organ stabs and churchy claps for a cheeky gospel-soul flair., hip hop, soul, bounce, blues, r&b
Credits
Prompt by
BoldKnight280
BoldKnight280ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Big women, them rolls, she eat a lot of food, moan, farts, sniffs air, she can knock me down any day, rasputia broke that bed, how you doin, rap, trap, hip hop, bounce, soul, r&b, blues
