Being The Big Brother Lyrics - Singles - Uncle Frank

It's hard 

Being the big brother 

It's hard 

Being the big brother 

It's hard, every kind of day 

Telling my younglings just what to say 

And it's harder, cuz there's two 

What's kind of cool, what not to do 

Making duff copies of Electric Boogaloo 

They lose one, they lose two 

No not to worry, Yes to disturb 

Doing rollbacks off my Mums front curb 

Buying their first pair of Nike's 

Watching them grow 

As big as me (not quite) 

Sitting in the summer eating angel delight 

Pass on the rules down from my Mum 

Keep my two brothers under the thumb 

See my brother Ridd & Junior 

Are protected you see 

Headed by the King of Lesta 

Frankie B 

You know what I'm sayin'.... please. 

It's hard 

Being the big brother 

My breaths still smelling like a juicy fruit 

The girls look great in their birthday suits 

Even if I'm not hanging with my youth 

You can try & hide it but you know I'm cute 

I'm tailored 32 x 2 

You've got to make me wait up in a queue? 

Just for a shoe? 

So when the ladies see me they say 

"It's Junior B and screw" 

Matter of fact, they already do 

Now it's the young 'un of the family's debut 

My brother's dropped me in the track 

With a little preview 

And I bring the bass for my party crew 

And that's you and that's you's 

I've got girls under my skin like tattoos 

I've got music out my ears like 1s and 2s 

Having....oh ****!