Lyrics:
all places, no matter what their race is,
Mami want to put punani where your face is
I said "Ha, Whut?" Put my face by her trap
Smoke weed, bamboo, lick
Gs wouldn't stick by your team
See the police and then hit a c note
And that's a wrap like burrito
Gs keep heat in their chinos, don't gamble your life
a moving mouth
Big fat tyres and everything
I love it and I need it, I bleed it
Yeah, it turns me on
Alright, hold tight
I'm a highway star
I'm
Mic-Check One Two
Uhh-Huhh
It's that Tibetan boy with big dreams
Shout-outs to Tibetan Mob
Bonafide G's Big up's to my momola
Sample so soulful got
would soon break his heart
Lies every time I Iooked in your eyes
Why, your secret's too big and I tried
To hold it all in and stand by your side
But we
how to crip walk
Heard he's running his mouth now we're makin' a pit stop
Watch 'em clear out the house when they all hear this shit pop
Now he's
only get me this hurt?
But I been knowing my worth, since my last birth
A quarter century ago (twenty-five years, man)
I been Pac and Notorious BIG up
on the radio you see why
Notorious like BI, got more guns than TI
Somebody need a bird, say the word and I'll be by
Champion like Eli, soldier like a GI
Only
a part of living
I got mouths to feed, dawg, I gots to get it
Hell yeah, you down to roll my nigga?
Hell yeah, you ready to get your hands dirty my
Sucka n*ggas never been 10 toes
Real shit we in a whole different mode
The principles we live by we don’t bend those
I blame your big bros them pussy
your own fuckin artist had your wife giving them blows
that's a fact...and you know that
Now remember arizona when you raped that little girl by
don't have a cent for you
Nor either ask for your amount
What you even talking bout
Crazy coming out your mouth
Yea your pretty I can see it but you
If I'm notorious trust that they're no Biggie
Ya'll just hickeys
I'm the one fucking but they can't fuck with me
Bitch I'm pretty
Women get giddy it's
up could never make a star
Foreign wheels
Yo bitch in the front
Bra and heels
My dick in her mouth
Her jaws filled
Fuck her behind that 4 door porche
a nigga in a drought boy
Think about it fore you let it out your mouth boy
Nigga I be having too much time
Plus a nigga got too much mind
Put together them
steering
Wanna go big like ed but see money wise l'm not Sheeran
Wanna go B.I.G like the notorious
Like Ariana Grande wont stop till I'm victorious
They want me to fight against PC culture
Saint be a warrior
I tell them the internet battle feels too BIG
And it's Notorious
Yo Saint, we need you
With your corny ass verses and those wack ass beats
I just holla at Money when I need that heat
I aim to be notorious like I'm BIG
With a fucking grand
I'm all about that action, like I'm boutta shoot your favorite movie
Do it bigger than the one notorious for "Juicy"
Never been a fashion freak but I
could tell us
Need a new Cali plug the last one got lost and jealous
By myself I smoke a eighth with the gang it's a oz
Don't ask to go if they don't
nose is Gonzo's
Hundred rounds, drum on the K, that's bongos
Running your mouth with deadly convos, I clap like, "bravo"
Bend back for the encore, nigga,
nose is Gonzo's
Hundred rounds, drum on the K, that's bongos
Running your mouth with deadly convos, I clap like, "bravo"
Bend back for the encore, nigga,
sweep sweeping
Im cleaning right now
Take a couple notes
But don't ask me how
At your big boy age
You're still running that mouth
B, just be ashamed
I
stop running your mouth 'fore I run in your mouth
From a hundred dollars to a hundred of commas
Got fuckin problems, tryna figure 'em out
Niggas run
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