Lyrics:
for a turn then some niggas turned on me
Playin' with my money so I went big worm on nem Let's Go
I need it all
Even wrinkled dollar bills
Even wrinkled
but Buster they couldn't show him because he'd have got... they'd have got copyright problems and
all that. And it was also fun enough, a big MTV
started
Big dog round this bitch broke right off the harness
They rather me end the case so they could try to break my conscience
Uh just call me William IV
of superstar
Y'all Nigga need to motherfuckin break bread
The Hoes need bills paid
They tryna get that hell laid
And they tryna do it the A-Town way
I see
(that's right)
Aight? Is that aight with you?
Yeah, keep bangin'
I love it when you call me Big Poppa
Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true
Connelly!
Linger Ficken' Good
Luc Van Acker-Luc Van Acker
Linger Ficken' Good
Name that Cock!
Revco.
Revolting Cocks
Yeah,that's who I work for right
while also
Reaching for the kind of mass
Pop-cultural relevance that he, Nicki
And Atlantic Records all believe him
To be capable of judging by
no time for busters that got no dreams of their own
'Cause this is life and life happens right here
You gotta get it for its gone baby
Yeah
Money
I got some uhh
I got some big
ToniRockedIt
I got some big
I can tell you all my wishes
But a wish to please is to be known by the world yea
The world
me, you need me
This ain't no shoulder with a chip or an ego
But what you think they all mad at me for?
You need a real woman in your life (that
that game according to Mr. Hoyle
You all play this game accordin' to me
Now sittin' right there in that there clan
There chance to be a one-eyed man
forget it
Big haters want try me, forget it
Dreams that I senile (See now) I can't, forget it
Collide wit me your mistake is well foolish
None of y'all
killed by a cop that thought negative
Shot in the back like a victim of Jesse James
Tell them his motherf***ing name!
Phillip Pernell, murdered by
right back"
Soon as my dawg went in her DM, that bitch hit right back, facts
I never wanted to be this rich
Quarantine, I got three hundred all on my
all me
See the set catch rap
When I slide through throwin up a bill
And niggas wanna act like they thuggin like
We said boy please
This S to the K
got a big ole butt (that's right)
So I'm leavin you (see-ya! he haha)
Keisha's got a big ole butt (uh-huh)
I know I told you I'd be true (I lied baby
And after all, they were grown adults.
Oh, what Bill could teach Waldo, but that seemed many years ago.
Sheila Klein, her very, very best friend, walked
to remember not to drink like that. Bill had been nice about
it though. After it was over he'd said he still respected her and, after all,
it was certainly
I pull out the full clip
Shot all the games, then I caused a commotion
Big SNL, we don't have no emotions
Slit that bitch throat, then left that shit
, I'm looking so clean
I'm a starboy (Oluwa, Alpha)
Yeah, starboy (Yeah)
I'm running it big, I'm looking so clean
I'm a starboy
Hey, I feel good right
big time
Big time big time
Uh oh uh uh oh
I'm a baller shot caller baby, all da ladies
Ok, beg for me to spoil em crazy
My account on millie,
Before you advertise
All the fame is implied
With no fortune unseen
Sell the rights
To your blight
Time-machine
While I'm dulled by excess
And a cynic
you can chew
Handle that moving by the pack Rugrats
Move it by the pack loud pack
Move it right don't front count stacks
Lil baby got back throw it back
in a box
And that's light, that's light
But light like to lick twat a lot so that's right
That's what y'all call street?
No tales from the Crip this
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