The New Orleans native got his start in 1984 as a member of New York Incorporated, arguably New Orleans' first hip-hop crew. The parties Mannie started to DJ around this time were to become legendary and brought him to the attention of rapper Gregory D.
Mannie Fresh became the DJ and producer for Gregory D, and in 1987 on D&D Records, they released the album entitled "Throwdown". Though they mostly produced what would be considered Miami Bass at the time, they followed it up with an album entitled D Rules the Nation on Yo! Records in 1989. The album only contained a couple of Miami Bass style tracks, focusing more on creating a style unique to New Orleans. After they landed a deal with MCA Records, Mannie became dissatisfied with MCA's handling of the project and decided to get out of the partnership. Gregory D continued to make albums that did not feature Mannie Fresh, but the duo are seen as early pioneers of Bounce Music.
Fresh also works as a recording artist, both solo and with the wealthy multi-millionaire Cash Money CEO Brian "Baby" Williams as a member of the Big Tymers. Mannie Fresh recently opened a car shop in Humble, Texas (a suburb of Houston) called "Fresh Rydes" [1]
Mannie Fresh recently announced his unexpected departure from Cash Money records, but maintains that it was strictly a business decision and he holds no ill-will towards his longtime home. On the contrary, his departure has allowed him to get back on good terms with the artists who had left Cash Money earlier, most notably B.G. (with whom he collaborated on "Move Around") and Juvenile (with whom he collaborated on "Animal"). The three are rumored to be releasing a new album by the end of 2006.
Big
Mannie Fresh Lyrics
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Dick real big, everything real big
Rims real big, pockets real big
Rings real big, let me tell you how I live
Like that buy that, 24's ride that
Ladies, gentlemen, gangstas, pimps
Bitches, hoes, stunnas, shiners
King of the hood, everything wood
Look like a forest in that bitch and I'm a put
Matchin' sofa set, big open deck
Hardwood floors in that bitch that connect
From the front to the back, nigga top that
Six 15's in the muthafuckin' deck
Push that button, microwave oven
I'm just gettin' started pimp, you ain't seen nothin'
"Is that a fish tank, bruh, in the middle of the dash?"
Yeah pimpin' don't put your fingers on my glass
Got a two lane bowling alley up in the truck
And on the other side a bed if she wantin' to fuck
Clap off lights when you gettin' affection
Clap on lights when you finding protection
Now where in the wide, wide world of gator
Can you find another truck with a plush elevator?
House real big, cars real big
Dick real big, everything real big
Rims real big, pockets real big
Rings real big, let me tell you how I live
Like that buy that, 24's ride that
Ladies, gentlemen, gangstas, pimps
Bitches, hoes, stunnas, shiners
I'm rich bitch, I'm a fuckin' Big Tymer
Here I come so, so right (right on)
In the shoes so, so wide (dynamite)
Hey y'all peep the outfit
Wait a minute, hold up
Adjust the big dick (back up, workin' with a monster)
Now everybody knows who's got the savage clothes (me)
And everybody know who's got the baddest hoes (me)
And white boys go wild "He's my idol" (rad)
And black boys say, "Dude holdin' the title"
As the king of the South
Work it in and out
And a nigga still pimp white teeth up in his mouth
I'm the truth from the boot shawty, what you wanna see?
I ain't gotta get money man, money get me
Yeah, pimpin' still blindin' (bling)
Keep a Steve Harvey linin' (edge it up)
And I'm leather reclinin' (laid back)
With the music Alpinin'
House real big, cars real big
Dick real big, everything real big
Rims real big, pockets real big
Rings real big, let me tell you how I live
Like that buy that, 24's ride that
Ladies, gentlemen, gangstas, pimps
Bitches, hoes, stunnas, shiners
I'm rich bitch, I'm a fuckin' Big Tymer
Move ho, I ain't playin'
Land in the projects in a big jet plane
Roll out in a old ass Chevy van
With your baby mamma dissin' nigga 'cause I can
Now dude on the real
Your bitch jockin' stunna grill
Now dude on the real
Your bitch jockin' stunna grill
I'm 'bout to clown put it down y'all, swing my nuts
Show all y'all niggas how to do donuts
'Round and 'round and 'round (skrrt, stop!)
This the part where I give my phone number to all the girls that's hot
Dial 976 that outside dick
Or 874 deep down in yo' throat
Have you ever seen a big stretch truck like that?
Now have you ever seen a big bitch butt like that?
Budonkadonk all out of her pants
With a bowlegged cowboy stance (yeehaw)
House real big, cars real big
Dick real big, everything real big
Rims real big, pockets real big
Rings real big, let me tell you how I live
Like that buy that, 24's ride that
Ladies, gentlemen, gangstas, pimps
Bitches, hoes, stunnas, shiners
I'm rich bitch, I'm a fuckin' Big Tymer
The song "Big" by Mannie Fresh is a portrayal of his lavish lifestyle where everything is real big. The lyrics detail his huge house, big cars with rims, pockets and rings, and they paint the picture of a luxurious lifestyle. From hardwood floors to a fish tank in the middle of the dash, he has everything to accommodate his over-the-top lifestyle. His truck has hardwood floors which connect from the front to the back, and at the back is a bed for passion while on the other side of the truck is a two-lane bowling alley. The lyrics show that Mannie is king of the south, where he lives his life in a forest of wood and has a plush elevator in the truck.
Furthermore, the lyrics consist of references to several groups of people, including gangsters, pimps, and daddies. He also highlights white boys and black boys being his sponsor because he is the king of the south, and then brags about his shiniest clothes, as well as other aspects of his extravagant lifestyle, from his shoes to a leather reclinable seat. The song is full of metaphors which further glorify his rich and lavish lifestyle as he struts his stuff, showing off how he made it.
In conclusion, "Big" is a song that spells out the extravagance and glamour of the king of the south, Mannie Fresh. The song gives an insight into his luxurious lifestyle, and how it is impossible for anyone to reach his level of opulence.
Line by Line Meaning
House real big
I live in a big house
Cars real big
I drive big cars
Belly real big
I have a big belly
Everything real big
Everything I have is big
Rims real big
My cars have big rims
Pockets real big
My pockets are always full of money
Rings real big
I wear big rings
Let me tell you how I live
I'm about to tell you how I live my life
Like that buy that 24's ride that
I buy whatever I want and ride my 24-inch rims
Ladies, Gentlemen
This is for both women and men
Gangstas, Pimps
I'm talking to gangsters and pimps
Mammas, Daddy's
Also for mothers and fathers
Stunnas, Shiners
People who like to show off their wealth and success
I'm rich bitch, I'm a real Big Tymer
I'm rich and successful and a big name in the music industry
King of the hood, everything wood
I'm highly respected in my neighborhood and everything I own is made of wood
Look like a forest in the truck and I'm a put
My truck is decorated with so much wood it looks like a forest and I'm going to show it off
Matchin' cassette
My cassette matches the interior of my truck
Big open deck, hardwood floors in that thing that connect
My truck has a large open space and hardwood floors that connect everything together
From the front to the back, try to top that
My truck is impressive from front to back and no one can top it
Six 15's beatin' hard in the deck
My sound system is impressive with six 15-inch subwoofers
Push that button, microwave oven
I'm about to show off my truck's microwave oven
I'm just gettin' started player, you ain't seen nothin'
I'm just getting started showing off my truck, you haven't seen anything yet
"Is that a fish tank, bra, in the middle of the dash?"
Someone is impressed with my fish tank in the dash of my truck
Yeah pimpin' don't put your fingers on my glass!
Don't touch my fish tank or anything else in my truck
Got a two lane bowling ally up in the truck
I have a bowling alley in my truck
And on the other side a bed if she want to get stuck
There's also a bed in the truck if someone wants to have sex
Clap off lights when you get an affection
You can turn off the lights by clapping when you get affectionate
Clap on lights when you findin' protection
You can turn on the lights by clapping when finding protection
Now where in the wide wide world of gator
Where else but in my truck would you find this?
Can you ever find a truck with a plush elevator?
I even have an elevator in my truck
Move, lil' one I ain't playin'
Get out of my way, I'm serious
Land in the projects in a big jet plane
I fly in a private jet and land in the projects
Roll out in a old blue Chevy van
I drive an old blue Chevy van
With your baby mamma cookin' rookie 'cause I can
I can do whatever I want, even get your baby's mother to cook for me
Your broad jockin' stunna grill
Your girl wants to be with me because of my expensive jewelry
'Bout to clown put it down y'all still my girls
I'm about to show off and impress all the girls around me
Show all y'all shorties how to do donuts
I'm going to show everyone how to do donuts in a car
Round and round and round (Skkrrrt! Stop!)
I'm doing donuts, sliding the car around, and then stopping suddenly
This the part where I give my phone number to all the girls that's hot
I'm about to give my phone number to all the attractive girls around me
Dial 976 that outside dick
Call me if you want to have sex with me
Or 874 shorty show me how it go
Or call me if you want to show me what you've got
Have you ever seen a big stretch truck like that?
Have you seen a truck as big and impressive as mine?
Now have you ever seen a big broad but like that?
Have you ever seen a woman with such a big butt?
Budonkadonk all out of her pants
Her butt is so big it's spilling out of her pants
With a bowlegged cowboy stance
She stands like a cowboy because of her big butt
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Written by: Byron O. Thomas
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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