Lyrics:
scrub a dub dub
Looks can be deceiving when its late in the evening
And I'm flying by the seat of my pants
Halfway past sloshed, my windows need to be
When they came by the DJ, and saw who it is
They said, "Make the music with your mouth, Biz!"
Make the music with your mouth, biz!
Make the music
‘Errbody lost, ‘Errbody ‘Errbody tossed
With bad bad bia, the real don deda
Got purp by the pound, drank - drank - drank by the liter
I'm throwed,
stays on yo knees cause we's be in the big league
Cause we's be in the big league
I say the fish don't fry in the kitchen
Beans don't burn
wit'em
He aiming straight for the head
Told'em don't wear a vest
He want what's above yo neck
But he already know dat big homie keep him a tech
He
some people that can scratch that
My nigga don't got covid but he asking where the mask at
Big body bitch throwing pussy I'ma catch that
Bright red coupe
with no flaws, yiggy yes yall touch y'all from up above
Show big love, kept the crippin' alive
as well as the dub, push come to shove
Y'all know how it
lookin'
Niggas be runnin' they mouth on the media
I run into niggas, yeah, it's lit
Bitches be gettin' ahead of they self
I don't care if you pretty, suck
dough
Can I get a woop woop
To these niggaz from all of my bitches
Who don't got love for niggaz without dubs?
Can I get a fuck you
To these bitches
you from behind with a whip
Like a chariot
Keep on shooting your shot
Please be Carlos
I don't mean you running mouth
Like a parrot
Just allow money do
Those are facts so I don't wanna hear
All this big money shit like
You be hustlin' matter of fact
You say one thing I don't like tonight
I'ma be petty
clack I'm Cobain
Know I roll with the Colt Forty-Five
To the Chi and back by one well I might take that ride
And when I slide with the drums know it's
and 15th
Big wad of money, nothing less than a twenty
Yo, you want a whole chicken? Mack 10's got plenty
To be a dope man, boy, you must qualify
Don
stays on yo knees cause we's be in the big league
Cause we's be in the big league
I say the fish don't fry in the kitchen
Beans don't burn
in the gutter and walk on by
Wake up, little Suzie, let's go for a drive
Cross the Trinity River, let's keep hope alive
Turn the radio on, don
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Big C, Big C on the beat
Yeah
Run it back, run it back, run it back yeah
I put a moneybag on top of your head
See I don't want
don't owe you and you don't owe me
It's 1999 I'm the OG
Respect your G'z is what my homies told me
So I show real love to the dubs
20 minutes, 20
Sometimes it make we wonder
By the summer, fuck a Hummer
I ball a 'Burban
If niggas don't get it together
It's curtains
I'm certain, we all hurtin', all want
a big stepper
Your bitch can't do better, watch me, it just upset her, bitch, could never
Christians on, dancin' with the devil, red hot lips, no
Everyone’s sick around me and I’m starting to get a cold
I don’t know why people want to hang out when they’re sick, it’s very American
No one wants
nigga don't play cause you knew that
Took a flight out to London to chill for a week then I flew back, you know I got big racks
I never been average
Can't
Everytime y'all can't fuck with big my brother Dub-see (bitch)
L-Burn y'all, L-Burn y'all, Thug By Nature
Y'all know what time it is
Yeah, nigga
close
Do you really want to meet Carlos?
Do you really want to feel my wrath?
Mad 'cause your bitch want my aut-o-graph
Nigga I don't want to fuck yo' hoe
Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do
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