Lyrics:
bludaow
Blood out, nothing now to be talking
Sheesh please
Thank you, lift the hat, bend down, bow
Down, stick a dick in your ass, wow
Bloody cut up rectum
tryna be like Mike
Lil Bow wow
But Its whatever tho
I don't want to hurt a soul, Give me my residuals
None of my enemies want smoke, All edibles
Peep
did it cash cow with cars how I milk it Bow Wow of the game youngest in it deal spinnin’ pencil printin’ sticker quicker so I hit em’ with the lease
the biggest fans of me
But thinkin bout my grandchildren part insanity
I'm flyin solo still looking for my queen
The type with big dreams that she workin
shoes been a minute Hope ion scuff em in PE
School out i aint in the house
I'm tired of watching dvds
At the boys club sneaking off
So we can smoke some
my rain coat (wow)
Take a break from real shit, hit ‘em, Migo!
(Migo)
How you go from J Cole to Quavo? (what)
My name’s Big Boy Savage and a
Boy will
don't play me I'll roast ya
Billy so lit, he legit
He go hard, he ain't never gonna quit
Reaching for the stars, he got bars
And big dreams like owning 20
It's that time
Okay
Moment of clarity from my chest
I got issues that were unaddressed
Put my ass into one big mess
Pieces from my inner growth, I
there's something by the waist
I have nothing more to say
Plastic, sun shining on my dollhouse
Plastic, I will take away your troubles
Plastic
And I'm from a small city but
I got some big dreams
Daddy left me as a youngin'
Jail was his location so I had no motivation
But I was still dedicated
Can't
little homeys now?
I remember when I was just a little bow-wow
Writing for my rep, calling 'fore I step
Now I put niggas in the game just to stay
embarrass my moms by carryin' on
Internet and DVD's, babblin' on
I been a threat
You see the G on Fabolous song
I send 'em death repeatedly
When rappin' this
See Me...
Just a different kind of breed!
I'm going hard by any means
Stack this paper with a lot of dreams
I'm praying these haters don't
on a legacy to leave when I'm gone
Calzone big cheese and big bread
Big dreams big Bs to the big head
Had lead ducked lead got sucked Red
You wit' all these
wanna date me
You are nothing but a hater, pussy bitch chaser
Imma big dream maker, chasing big fat paper
Got vampire teeth, deadass alligator
Got them
Rogers
Or DVD by Ashara Kwesi
And let your soul roam free
Amos Wilson told us
In the 70's of black poverty
Dreamz
Dreamz are realities that we see
I
and rap
Now I ain't been to church in a while
Because it ain't no church in a while
But I been hurt before like wow
Then a nigga came back like bow
Now
I'm
kids flaunted bow wow
With their guns in their hands saying pow pow
Swaggering a draco with them fool rounds
Bow down
To the madafaking rap god
To every
ain't always how it looks and sounds
If your big dog then imma hound
All by myself, all by myself
All by myself smokin loud
This ain't no shake can't
around
If she pretty we gone
Mmm bow-chicca-wow
Ain't no hard feelings
On the cool to keep it real
I just be chilling on the move
Making plays like
Big clips
And fully automatic sticks
Click bow, That's a man down when it rip
I'm too slick
With a six on my hip
Roll the dice take your life if you
into the well-fed earth
One of which, a liberty apple, after being watered in
Was tamped by a baby barefoot
With a bow hanging in her hair
Biting her
Evander Hollyfeild.
I might come to your town shut a show down
Got the whole crowd screaming lil bow wow.
Without the lil but I'm still on top back
come from a ends where it all goes down
See an opp then run a man down
On the block gang rise up waps
Hear the big ting go click clack bow
Wow
Gang move
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