Lyrics:
us off this music Them boys got guns, but they never slide, I tell these niggas use it
Why these niggas steady dissin' on big bro, these niggas stupid
Oh my God Becky, look at her butt
It is so big, she looks like
One of those rap guys' girlfriends
But, ya know, who understands those rap guys?
NASTY
SHE ONLY HITCHU
CAUSE THIS WEEK SHE MAD AT ME
BIG STEPPA
SHOES
MADE BY ACNE
FRESH TO DEF
LIKE I JUST HOPPED OUT A CASKET
BITCH
IM BALLIN
night when she see me in person (thot)
Hit her for a while, I was up off a Perc' (uh, uh)
That bitch booty big, Baby think baby got surgery
It clap
on a blunt
Beat hittin like brrrump bump bump
Crack I crease sound like a big bitch
In the back trying get up out a little nigga trunk
Turn heads for I
ducks
Big body bitches in yo clique like some trucks
Bro got sticks like fortnite but these blue hundreds not no Vbucks
I might pull up get right by you,
crew I'm pointing something at you
Cause pills or no pills I'm still a battle axe warrior
Take you to the top and my group notorious
That's right
D boy d boy can’t fuck wit me he elite boy
Ima big boss I can’t do nun wit ya if u ain’t come here to eat boy
Bringing in all this cheese boy
Got
of the compton funk
Hoo-bangin' with a pistol grip pump
Buckin' shots in your body boy, buck
For poppin' that lip service, now your lookin' nervous, uh
Muthafuckas
(Big Latto)
(June, you're a genius)
(Yeah)
Big Latto, dope as gelato
Ho on my dick for a follow
Nasty lil' bitch and I swallow
Drink that
that'll fly me in a private
So I'll have the scenic view while he down licking on my privates
Nasty boy, get the toys, make me scream, loose my voice
Lick
the biggest hounds, the boys hit the ground
This is the big boys playground
You ready for eating, we pound feeding
You afraid we won't fit in, no kidding
Did
fourteen
No gold ropes, no diamond rings
But look at me now, ten years later
Ask any MC if I rap greater
See I'm known in Fresno, even the big O
From
get it tossed
Young boys hug corners all night get it off
Get it on niggas on your strip
Has to give a lotta
(9 millimeter go bang) then you get it lost
Ray Dogg:
It was 1987/tha year we drop Notorious it's all good/
we already gettin' that props in our neighborhood/
just then our crew would
straps hit rats rolling in them buckets
[Chorus]
Born Allah, can't hide y'all, Chief Big Balls
Sweet Daddy Amazing grace came to blaze the place
wit' the nasty mouth," and kick the bitch out
Sue me? I pay the lawyer for ya, oh, boy, yeah
Plus my style's ten to twenty fuckin' pounds more
I take
Say Brando with the city folks Shots from the Drake left a nigga dead when
he was talkin' bout it That boy feel played by what I said guess we
gon'
And the bite on it's like a lion
Flip this, I don't wanna play no more
Mind your mouth 'cause I
Might spray your whore
I'm an evil killer, big boy spiller
Mash
doja
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Webbie] In tha club by the bar wit my niggas we twistin gars spendin 50's wit my boys jumpin stompin makin noise on tha block
between animal thoughts and what was taught by Confucious
B-boy lucid
Ugly motherfucker for faces of art addicts
Just for my people
Persecute plagiarist
pillow recognize her perfume
Tell her man, "Relax," she'll make it home by curfew (haha)
Tom Ford cologne (oh), I look like I'm on (ay)
Playboy Mansion,
I got my young nigga rich in 6 months
Play with me, get your shit bust (no cap)
I'm on the tour bus getting my dick sucked
By a bitch with a big
name
I can't hear you say it louder what (Wayne, Wayne)
A damn shame
Better watch that boy he nasty
I strap on a plastic
Break ya off like
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