Lyrics:
it by force (Get money)
The corn in the mash got force 44 kicks off like a pissed off horse (Bow)
Wave wands like Harry and Snape, big stones and a wap
Watch him do designer drugs by the gram, get what they asked for
Life be action packed but don't nothin' distract from the cash flow
Dope boy fashion,
home
So shawty let me know
I just wanna take you home
So shawty let me know yea- let let me know
Boom Boom, Get out the way
Here comes a hurricane
I
and put them all up in my face
I'm that black haired hot boy addicted to them drugs
I'm always surrounded by them big ass motherfuckin guns
Just give me
the clique, nigga
If they want bang then it get
Ugly, we a pop his bitch, nigga
How you wan’ beef with a
Nigga got over six figures?
On Montana don’t get mad, I
Oh, oh
I stood by the exit door of the hotel cafe
He was playing with his band
I've always been a sucker
Had a weakness for a boy with a guitar
problem mah niggas gon bang shit
20 bloods on mah boys on the same shit
Ain’t no talking no getting no passes
Hit ah lick if u running we blasting
Been
Niggas think I'm soft, now I gotta teach you
Nigga, Playa ain't playin' with you
Got the Glock nine, extended mag, and the beam
Now feel the bang
boys flop.
Like it or not I'm the game and
I'm showin' up, keke got dat oil and we pourin' up,
Hit the club wit captain jack
And big Steve
some ugly trees!
There was a werewolf honkin',
'long the side of me!
I'm mean 'n i'm bad, (y'know i ain't no sissy)
Got a big-titty girly by the name
a great big cobra
We can bang bang bang all night long
Knock your head against tha bed 'til tha inside's gone
When ya see your sister, tell her, "It's
the junk
And then I bang, bang, the bump, the bump girl
My name is Apples and I rock your world
Worldwide, do your math
Thirty, twenty six, thirty six
Baby
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys bleeding blocks, in these H-Town streets
Man it's going down, making
Aye first off bitch free lil Bang up out that can, niggas say they down to spin, bitch, how you switch up on your man's
Niggas cappin' in the rap, no
Yeah
Big Motley
Crucial, I can't wait
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Big Motley
Yeah
Yeah
Big Motley
Yeah
Yeah
They saying Motley boy you is a fool
Cause I
Our lives-are separated by-the hollow stucco rooms that we are in
And our anti-social tendencies provoked by big white walls that are so thin
It's
same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
But I'm his Royal Slickness ghetto weakness come Rick is
Bang bang same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
[Slick Rick]
But I'm his Royal Slickness
E'rything I do, I do it big
Yeah uh-huh, screamin that's nothin
When I pulled off the lot, that's stuntin
Get rep in my town, when you see me me you know
I make big money
I drive big cars
Everybody know me
It's like I'm a movie star
But late at night something ain't right
I feel I'm being tailed by
I make big money
I drive big cars
Everybody know me
It's like I'm a movie star
But late at night something ain't right
I feel I'm being tailed by
everything i ever hoped fooor
In a womaaan 30 inches on the Chevrolet!
30-30 inches on the Chevrolet!
Comin from the hood, the D-boys
Lot of superstars
Ridin
Paintin' on the boy like I'm Bob Ross
Big Boss, yeah, call me Rick Ross
Locked up just like a dreadlock
Hunnid points, yeah, that's a headshot
Down
gerrick big junior big skooly
Big tooley It’ll knock out ya noodle
Learn by myself in the trap with no tutor Step on the scene got It hot like taki
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