Lyrics:
We send them big trucks way up in the air
And snatch up big booty Bettys by the pair
My boys and dem boys really don't compare
Country boy, city
Woke up, woke up in New York City
Lying on the floor
Just outside of Marcy's, West 54, wow
You gonna know my name by the end of the night, yeah
places
Brazil, Costa Rica you seen new faces
Covered the bills you struggled to pay - gave you life
No more kid with a scarf around his beatin you up
[Angie Martinez] Oh!
[Sacario]
I don't think y'all ready [Angie Martinez Laughing]
It's what the world's been waitin for, live big, car keys
the burner for a brand new earner
Blue collar
Drop em if it ain't the right colour
Know em man all fuckin big cap
All show no flow on the fuckin big snaps
with the big face
Shawty all up on me, baby come on over this way
Baby got that body like a Maserati
Ride me like Ducati or a new Ferrari
Baby moving
would use tech to hunt whales. Sounds like a train or motorcycle the older sounds, the new sounds are made by male whales only. innovative male. waves
it den you die by Da revoler
Big body lane changing new drop top
Never close up shop when da block Hot
Hit my line we backed in at da trap Spot
Work yo
so big like Rick Ross yeah)
I know you missing me
While I run up a check, yea you dissing me
And I can't get you back by like any means
You was stuck
on danger
Bang bang, hands up stick them up straight
I'm a big bad bush bushranger
Got a rope and a whip and a gun of course
And I'm chased everywhere by
it underwater (turn up by myself)
Let it breathe
(Turn up by myself) Right there
Just got this brand new thing, rrrah
They did exchange when
vibes a build and big song ah beat
People nuff up like, sand ah beach
And ih vibes upful like when Psalms ah read
New dance ah buss Dawn and Lorna dweet
on the spot (Litty on the spot)
Got a brand new chop (A brand new chop)
That's a Blixky in a box (Blixky in a box)
Baow, baow (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
That's
This is the story of a young girl
Who was the hippest chick in town.
They call her Big Noise from Winettka.
Miss Birdie's sure to get around.
Big
Pull up to the scene in that new big body (Body)
Bad lil' baby and she riding right beside me (Beside me)
All these bands (Bands), busting out my
Cutthroat
Droptop
Cutthroat
New wave
Cutthroat
Big drip
Cutthroat
New shit
Cutthroat
Fast lane
Cutthroat
My game
Cutthroat
Pump fake
Cutthroat
Face shot
you hear a siren (big facts)
I'ma let 'em spin like a spiral (straight up)
I don't got no love for no rival (straight up)
Put him on the news, he
you that it would
A great big wall has come between us
And I wouldn't even love you if I could
So don't think it ain't been fun cause it ain't
Don't
know I let that motherfucka loose
Yup, it's big Glock I ain't playin' by no motherfuckin' rules
Yup, it's big Glock and yo' bitch say I'm
that nigga, stop fronting
She said your new shit pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by
by
Down by the river where the big boats go by
She wrote she'd return at the first sign of spring
He's waiting for Cindy to see New Orleans
when I pose
Parking lot pimpin'
Getting chose by the hoes
Ugh, yeah, this shit go stupid
It's Big Spence, bitch
And I'm here going Cupid
Shooting up
my lobby, oh I'm such a big giver
I don't need new shit but I want it
I don't need a new whip but I want it
I don't need a new bitch but I want it
I
ya used to my size
I would let you choose
You ain't choose all this time
Before I didn't see
Cuz I was new to the signs
Four by four Benz truck
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