Lyrics:
You light like a feather, heavy like brick
I'm a rock star, got slits on my wrist
You ain't never hear heavy metal like this
You ain't ever seen
Weigh a ton in this m'uhfucker
("Heavy heavy heavy heavy"}
Yeah, heavy bass hittin, from heavyweighters
Heavy cake gettin, it's heavy player
drop the bomb on it
New Jersey, Brit's, drop the bomb on it
You need to drop, drop, drop
Drop the bomb on it
Ring the alarm, somebody dropping
By, whoa,
Damn, the game left with me a heavy heart (heavy heart)
The streets left with me a heavy heart (heavy heart)
Niggas say they with you when they really
on the light
You try and apologize
But that's another lie
I'll drink without asking why
Heavy words
Feel like a flood
Drop by drop
Hurt my soul
Heavy words
That
Drop that bitch, drop that bitch
Drop that bitch
Drop that bitch, drop that bitch
Drop that bitch
Drop that bitch, drop that bitch
Drop that bitch
let my man Sir Scratch drop taste
Ayo, now everybody sing
Brand New Heavies (Brand New Heavies)
(And the) and Main Source (Main Source)
(It's
ain't slack with my change
Little drops makes a mighty ocean
Stacks them heavy
No chains on my neck but stacks I be counting like crazy
Stacks them heavy
Some some of these niggaz don't know what they in fo when they fuckin with
Some killaz, killaz, killaz, killaz
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
the light
I don't see the light I don't see the light
I don't see the light I don't see the light
Blast loud like the bass drop Pick it up now
Glass house
That infinite light
Weight of the world got my heart feeling heavy
So I get strong
Bench press to get it off my chest
Right now my mood is cold
This
Me 'n' shawty high, we could go all night
All night, we could go all night
Black Panemara with the neon light
Come thru, you could always drop by
All
Bills are stacking and stacking up, and due by the end of the month
Mortgage sucks, I call it, "Queen Morgy", holding a blunt
Cause it's high, high
cre-atin the butter
Cliques get clipped like heavy bricks when I'm droppin'
I'm wreckin' nigga whole shit plus I make a profit
Wicked with this shout,
let my man Sir Scratch drop taste
Ayo, now everybody sing
Brand New Heavies (Brand New Heavies)
(And the) and Main Source (Main Source)
(It's
down the top it's steady
You got the vibes real heavy
Wanna let you be my baby
Pull up pull up I'm ready
Let down the top it's steady
You got the vibes
I got em'
Yea
AyWhatchuTellemFoooo
Came up on that dirty corner
Raised by a stop sign
Baby mama be the glock 9
Yeah that's my baby Nina
She gone drop
(what) Heavy D be dat
Now honies where you at (huh) I swear, y'all be killin' me
Lookin' all drop dead, ma-ma, you a hot head
Po-ppa, I be Waterbed,
Bitch I'll never give up, ten toes down, everybody fuckin' with the sound
Like a dubstep build up, drop it on em' now, bass hits heavy by the pound
like a pressure cooker
Heavy metal heavy
Heavy metal heavy
Heavy heart of envy
So my heart weighs a ton protected by a heavy armor
I want to feel light
Keep watch, lights out when the beat drop
Keeping the streets locked
I'm calling all G's from each block, from each block
Keep watch, lame niggas out
the warrior lifting it
Let's see how strong his resistance is
See the light, then we swerve (chain so)
If that boy fly, this bullet gon' curve (heavy)
That
to the core
Headbanging in the pit
And throwing my horns
And just like old school
Sabbath, Zeppelin and Lemmy
I need to drop it down low
And make it heavy
the stores with heavy bags
'Cause we be poppin' tags, pimpin', we be poppin' tags
And we gon' stay hustlin' on that block until we caught
And we gon' stay
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