Lyrics:
nightmares
Causing ruckus
Reckless by the mouth
And I ain't even said enough
My name ring with the big bean
Young king with the big thing
Money blue need
it's
Worth the
Right& wrongs
Everybody shake
The hammer &
Tongues to all of
You who don't
Believe suck a lie
With a big hole in
Me hang on sis-
Ter we
up, shades on, nigga
Like I'm Johnny Cage
Don't rock a watch, cause I ain't got time for broke niggas
No
I'm in the streets, I ain't punchin' your
bestfriends tryna get a bag by the day
Brand new women Ima get em right away
I'm a boujee ass nigga I don't even tell em hey
She be acting fooley put the camera
I want a crib with a big backyard
I wanna drive all the fancy cars
6 Figure timepiece on my arm
Johnny Black for the bon voyage
I want a girl with
Oh they think I'm nice
Better think twice
Might call Johnny dang
I need big ice
Make dat boy stretch out like it's gym time
She gon get right when Im
no chat if it ain't rack I disengage
Mortal man in a combat throwing kicks like Johnny cage
Bando bando bando
I'm trynna shine up high like a rainbow
be on the track explosively
You think you know me
But you don't know me
That right there comes exclusively
Yuh, Carlo coming in so run it
Up, like its
these niggas where it hurt (uh)
Put the worm in your mouth like a perch (uh)
When I'm cum boo you gon' need a cert
Bust one, jump in the Monte Carlo
don't even know my brothers name
Bill Ritchie he lives in Chicago
He rides through town in an Eldorado
Maldo black, real white so I'm lookin
And I
OK I say that shit again, I said it once before
I just, I just, I just, I just want it all
I glisten and shine with miss fine model chick,
Big
em don't get bite by the snake
This thing can attack from the back I bet u feel my pain
[Johnny Richter:]
Hardcore to the brain I bet it make your
[BABY] (Talking):
Mmmm-hhmmm... Fa sho.
You do big th'angs when you a Big Tymer.
And even if you ain't, nigga...
Just keep grindin, nigga...
You
I want the Prada and Fendi
Designer all on my body
Papi got your bitch jocking
I don't need nobody I got balling it's my hobby
Started off with big
the best on any block
Nah, with a fat blunt and a bag of doja
We creepin' through the back door with the big boulder
Me and Johnny Richter, fuckin'
is a big hustler, never been no lil
Sibling, Cory P is the big brother
I don't know about none of that, all I know is About gats
All I know is about
Let's burn the place before we motivate
Yo, Blake, nigga, don't fake, rape his mate
If the bitch scream, for God's sake, grab the grey tape
It's by
payback
I got the Bandersnatch
Don't get too pushy
Or I'll lay your body flat
Hang them by the bootstraps
Mouth looking like a bear trap
No balls like
side
Nuh white squall nuffi itch up pan mi mouth side
An that's why we affi hustle pan the roadside
Every youth water valley to hillside
Don't stop
talking Monte Carlos, Crown Vics, Cadillacs and Regals
If I get pulled over, everything I got's illegal
But I ain't got no worries I got Jesus riding
talk about? (Shit)
You a bitch, we ain't got nothing to talk about
Shaking like a stripper, put that mac chicken up in his mouth
Skippa Da Flippa, he
layin' the cut (turn, turn, turn)
Jakes wanna drill me like Johnny Dillinger, Dillinger (told me turn)
They love to make me a prisoner (told me turn)
I
clothes are quite stupid,
And also his shoes!
He's got a big ol' duck-mouth!
(who knows how he chews!)
He thinks he knows something
About the great plan!
the little wasteman
Didn't clock it?
Shut up! Movement DVD! Don't get it twisted
Representer bRAP!
Big up Scorcher, big up Wretch, big up Ghetts
Dun know
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