Lyrics:
All hands on deck
All in the front all in back just like dat
Got a million ways I can’t count that
Got a million ways that I bounce back
(x
and I we are not a like
Ain't no way we are the same
You a fuck boy and a bitch
And boy ya whole life you been a lame
You just BIG MAD BIG MAD
Awww
You
The only thing they left me was the blues
Lay down by the lake
Fishin' line and bait
Gonna take my time
And a bottle of wine...
By the lake
I'll leave
(Billion)
Don't matter just pay the fine
Need it by 10 AM (10 AM)
Cause nobody go hard like I
Don't plan on stopping (Hey)
Back, Back up on my shit one time
Aye
Aye aye
I'm getting money
Bitch I need a big purse
Slide on a fat bitch
She need a big hearse
Give me the mic
I ain't gotta rehearse
Fuck niggas,
a struggle but I gotta bubble baby, please believe it
I guess that's the reason I roll with my rival
And like I said big frost is a hard act to follow...
[3rd
lala
Rolling ops in my zaza
Wockhardt
In my cup
Im sippin by the fucking plaza
Bitch I’m in Jamaica and I’m smoking with the rastas
Big
a big fuss
Now I was taught, back on my block
That you don't ride on nobody's jock
For anything they do, fuck him and his crew
Unless, you were gettin
Than rapper's faces after I verbally gat ya
Beat em like they was Hagler
Rip em like no good paper
That's why they duckin Mia X
Hip hops new
Than rapper's faces after I verbally gat ya
Beat em like they was Hagler
Rip em like no good paper
That's why they duckin Mia X
Hip hops new
TOP NOTCH
I GOT THE PERFECT TEN-
cND WE cLL GROWN MEN
WITH c CLEcR VISION-
FROM RcGS TO RICHES
FcMILY OVER cLL YOU BIcTCHES-
CHORUS:
ITS THE BIG DcWG
her right now
I need you right now
I need you right now
We in a big jeep
Came from them ten speeds
Popping on remy
Please don't offend me
It could get
he a lil bitch huh
Get off my dick you ain't my big bro, not your lil bro
I don't even know that nigga, I ain't his lil bro
Huh, took a x took a x
throwing that ass make yo scene
I'm hot
Need water
She loose
No order
I'm poppin
Big business
We lit
No ceilings
DJ
On ten
Big bottles for the win
We up
me a diamond chain
We got them bands yeah X3
Verse 2
These bitches ring up my cellphone
I ain't got time for that
I'm focused on the digits
They
this a bust down rollie
Big ass diamonds, this a bust down rollie
Big ass diamonds, this a bust down rollie
Big ass diamonds
Said I just split a cheque,
His remarkable armor is supreme!"
Yo
Sometimes I'm liable to spazz and break fool
Grab my gun, select one, snatch son
Put the barrel by his face,
climbed up in that cab where I
Knew it'd be warm at the wheel
Well at the wheel sat a big man
I'd have to say he must of weighed 210
The way he stuck
don't know who the fuck I is, do you?
Yeah we gonna find out, Ay Now
[Chorus]
Who you fuckin wit bitch [x4]
You might not know who I is
You might
It's 4X, uh
(Ayy, yo, kid)
4X (uh), it's 4X (uh)
Turn it up, trap
I feel like Durkio (uh-huh), why? 'Cause I signed to the streets, uh (street)
[Silkk The Shocker]
You can tell I'm A Soldier
You, you, you, you can tell I'm a soldier (4X)
All I wanted to be was a soldier, bitch!!
And If
(Who?)
Outpace motherfuckers on the 10-speed (we out)
This Ukrainian gettin' billions, no Zelenskyy
All these projects, I feel like Prince, B (uh-huh)
twice
Front seat ride wit the queen tho Call back quick wit a ten fold
Big extendo
Shawty gotta ass wit the benzo I done got up now
Now I dont really
Four minutes and counting.
O.K.
They pressed the button, Jim.
They pressed the button Billy, what button?
The big red one.
You mean
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