Lyrics:
This that opp talk, fuck what they talking bout
Gang hitting blocks with them big choppers out
Niggas not tryna fight it out no more
I'm tryna hit
This is a public service announcement
Brought to you by the good people over at Dreamville Records
"And so my fellow Americans
Ask not what your
like Penny Hardaway
And I'm only gon' tell you once
Better have my money straight
Yeah, I need that andalé, uh huh
Or we come where your mama stay
Big
pussy and buy a Four-Runner
I walk with a limp, 'cause my nuts heavy
And I like it from the back so hold your butt steady
I know I got some big lips,
windows
With four choppers going off
All at one nigga
With 50 shots a piece, if we don't kill you
God was with you so when you hear that
up no scraps
She really crazy making lies who they about?
Big player ain't beefing with no trick
One week later, catch me counting me up a brick!
choppers that shit got a kickback
Oh that bitch better get back
Pull out the chop eat you up like a big mac
Swear I'm so cool got me feeling so sick man
noodles
In the eight by eight with a loser
Talkin' 'bout what he had and he
Got and he used to
Nigga, yeah right, lil' nigga, get right
Fuck whose big
straight by the book-G Code
Bad bitch, a flat stomach, fat booty, deep throat
Twenty grand in my pants, fifty in my peacoat
Jeezy fuckin' with me and we
She know she ain't safe
I need a BBW
Big bawty women only
Ring around the rosey
Put it in take it out
Yah Hokey pokey
Don't say you love me
When you
Before I was on I was been goin off
Cuz bitch ima big shopper
You kno my strip hotter
Cuz I keep A big chopper
They Call Me Big Poppa
And she want dem
man, it's suicide
Don't talk, do it, nigga, do or die (yeah)
Nobody else, nigga, you and I
Big chopper, I'ma let the bullets fly
That red dot right
years in federal prison
I always live by the code of honour
That's why my best days are ahead of me
I am richer than I've ever been
I would like
to me and talking down? (Yeah)
Can't you see I am the big man? (Big man)
God level I am the I am (whoa)
Now film it with that drone cam in the pink
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
the bag, I heard you was hurtin'
Tryna get thirty big, by the time I'm thirty
You bought that jewelry and put on your neck
And I heard it was turnin'
the beat, all still riding with ya
Party by the big riders, still siding with ya
Party by the real niggas still hustling to ya
I know you're here in
some things I ain't seen
Pray for me, don't mind me by my stove
Pray they don't want no smoke, no
If it's me, I want smoke
Ohh, ohh Lord
If it's me,
(Hah)
忘れちゃって覚えない
話話大事じゃない (Don't do that)
人前ならめんどくさい (Hahn)
人前ならめんどくさい (Let's go)
邪魔しないでどけおっけい
Gimme the ￥ and Imma hokey pokey (Sheesh)
Big face got
real
Rocket got them pints, nah for real
Tryna pop me a motherfucking seal
Big dripping, pussy nigga, real spill
Keep a chopper by my side, a big
speeds, dumpin' on the cops
It's mad dope like the Grinch, who did what? Who stole Christmas
Attitude over there by the fence butt naked
Toe-tagged him,
the jungle, turn you to spaghetti
Nigga be acting like they are so real
I pull out that chopper let 'em
Niggas see how it feel
Sippin' on actavis, you know how
Chorus: Money over here money over there/Pistol on the counter chopper by the stairs/I be makin' fee I be makin' fare/Get it poppin ni**a we can take
like a motherfucker big Snoop Dogg
Shuttin' it down crawlin' around with the Pound
Gangsters make the world go round and round, ya feel me now?
Come
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