Lyrics:
the sky)
Liquor shot for Big and Pac, I put one in the sky (baow)
Light one for my nigga Shooter, put a blunt in the sky (Kiing Shooter)
I do this shit
in elevators
Idolizin the guys with big rides that gettin quick paper
And now he despises the shit-taker
He 13 goin on 26 and a half
His only dream
Smiling like a nice person
Came on a Rambo ting, everyting camouflaging
Looking like a bulletproof vest, nah, that's just a body warmer
Big man
for the big time
Hey you, you've got it made
You're headed for a life of crime
Living in this jungle
It's like living in a hell
When you slip,
Caught a case then I beat the shit
D's on the block flash badges, nylon jackets
Big white boys with guns yelling, "Freeze black kids!"
Got my niggas in
in a cup of flour, you'll be in heaven soon
Say everybody have you seen my balls
They're big and salty and brown
If you ever need a quick pick me up
that's why there's big amount of malice bin
But they're jealous and all kinda embellishment
Trapped in elegance, meaning your fellas mints
Now you're
Asiatic, galore
Aka Buss' Rhymes, Big Daddy Kane in the motherfucker
Yo, we in the motherfucker this evenin'
Rest in peace Biz Mark'
Rest in peace to all
Heat it up like bikram
All my cars got big rims
Pinky ring, big gem
Running in my own race
That sound like a win win
Out here ballin', Big 10
They
Ooh, ooh what to do, fallin' in love all over you
Hey, hey big mistake jumpin' back in when I really
Know I shouldn't
Ooh, ohh what to do, fallin' in
And we're both feeling kinda wild tonight
You're the only cowboy in this place
If your up for a rodeo
I'll put a big Texas smile on your face
I said
Pop tags, get more and more rats, in stores, y'all trash
Piss poor, big bills, tall stacks, y'all cats lil' boys
Y'all wanna come fuck with
and a travelin' mind
Big ideas and a little behind
Out with a different woman every night
But I remember when he was mine
Why'd you come in here lookin' like
I'm sitting in the darkness, you're dancing in the light
You really hit the big time, I really took a dive
I'm running in the rain, you're dancing
Ay, I think my shit kickin' in
What's the perfect hue of the sun, nigga?
What's the ETA on the blunt?
Yeah, on life, nigga, like
Alright, c'mon,
know what's up
I run the game and bitch, I'm rich (blrrrd)
So I just went double-R truck (big blrrrd, blrrrd)
Goin' hard (goin' hard) in this shit
the game (you see me)
It's the big Bronx boogie, got all them girls shook
My big dance moves got all them kids hooked
I went from dollar bills, now we
glacier (yeah)
Pull up in the trey for the long range facial (yes)
Deep dish, big lip, rim Fantasia, uh
And I keep Benzo tucked, yeah (uh)
Copped two
mind, you just gotta be
You gon' get shot
This dope boy academy, Big Skoob
Where you certainly can get your issue
Can't fit your feet in them, they
no job
Pushing in my momma van, stop for gas on Rosecrans
Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did
Guilty by association
K. I. N. G
Solemn and envy
Ridin' in the Bentley
They wanna send me, back to the pen
Hope they give me a ten P
Doin' it for my dog, [?] with so
and blow another hundred
Red flaggin', poppin' red bottles
I'm talkin' big faces, money and the power
Sway linin', with my name in it
Birdman, bitch
Intro: Rich Homie Quan]
I was in Houston for the minute now I'm back in town (x2)
Rich Homie Baby!
[Verse 1: Propain]
All it takes is one text
Intro: Rich Homie Quan]
I was in Houston for the minute now I’m back in town (x2)
Rich Homie Baby!
[Verse 1: Propain]
All it takes is one text
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