Lyrics:
Big Body Brunson, ay
Big Body Brunson, ay
Big Body Brunson, ay
Big Body Brunson, yeah
Boy it's Big Body Brunson
Boy it's
Thirty nine in game three
Forty
time for games
I got ice in my veins
For real
Man I'm zoned out
No doubt bruh
Yeah
And you can tell by the way that I play
That I ain't bout playing no
play the kind of games you can't pick up at Game Stop
Catch me at GDQ, E3 too
We been about this life
Don't let em deceive you
20 years later everybody
See I once was like you, but the car don't make the man
What makes the man is his game plan
See I once was like you, but the jewels don't make
a friend
Had three different kids from three different men
And that's just the way shit was
Couldn't change it couldn't rearrange it so there it was
I just wanna come in and fuck the game up
Look it, right in the eyes fuck the game up
With my eye on the prize fuck the game up
Pull punches til
of his love of games
(He finished his set that night
By retreating to play
Galaga as John Mayer riffed on guitar) Now
As he spots
The original Pong, Super
figure out this game for 3 weeks
Baby what you sayin' I got all this time
I've been on clock and I won't rewind
Baby playin' by the hour, playin' by
up, damn)
Keep X's and O's and interchange, yeah
Hit three in a row, that's just a game
Big rings in a row all down my fingers
I can't even hold
yeah)
Ten, by ten, by ten, only three of us
And we passing women, like we passing drinks, can't compete with us
Rum pum pum pum little drummer boy
We just
When ago find my cool
Ab3nb3bom ama wate ase3 oo
As3mb3si ama wate ase3 oo
Ab3nb3bom bibi hy3 ase3 oo
Ab3nb3bom ama wate ase3 oo
3y3 )noa nas3m im unruly
Liquor, Addy, and weed, only law we abide by
Rap game Jack Black, Lil Lebowski, just some dudes who abide high
Juice be loose off the Belaire, I be
got much game
[Chorus: 2x]
[Verse 3]
Game still recognize game
caught up for a minute
but I still in it for the change
and it's a shame
Unless your game's weak
So baby, don't sleep
The fast lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin, ain't nothin funny
Raise the risk, raise
From a mercury to a maybach
Skipped over the continental
Told the Bentley dealer
My wife’ll be back by November
GT
0 to 60 In 4.3
Not trying to flee
ade3 a )b3 toto
)b3 toto
)suro nigga )suro nigga s3 nigga B3bo no
Nso menni time' sea w) Accra Nso y'amba nkran s3 Y3b3 hw3 Pono
Killers in the game
the ultimate nigga with the hot shit
The last standin' man, smack you with my backhand
The veteran-er-the games you claim to be in
Let me begin, express it,
You fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas
[The Game:]
It's 3, The hard way
Black Lambo, No passengers
Black Ski mask, Chain Saw Massacre
Kill
I'm enjoying the acoustics
Light jog smooth as cool whip
No games holding no pool stick
No games holding no pool stick
Ay
I'm enjoying the acoustics
You-you-you-you-you (I-I-I)
Need-need-need-need-need (I-I-I)
A teacher, a preacher to school-ool you
Professor, a reverend to guide your through
You
Lustful
Relationships, Is a noose
And I'm confused, While shielding
Too, Strong to show proof
Paid my dues, Hell seeped on through
Since occupied by two,
y'all don't face each other in a boutAlways by your sideNo matter the falloutYeahLady LibertyLady X3Lay BootyLady Lay BootyLady X3LibertyLady LibertyLady
[Pre-Chorus]
One, two, three
One, two, three
One, two
One, two, three
[Hook 1]
I'm a' count to three
By the time I get to three
Everybody in this b
Better be
pain
O'9telna l feelings
overdoses valium
Overdose valium
R9iwe9 o sem li kharj meni
dayr lihom schizophrénia
3ndi l green screen fl game
Cho kikanban
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