Lyrics:
baby like the last s***,
A big car and a bad b****
Uh, I'm so fly I need my a** kicked,
These n****s ballin' by accident.
Keep talking make em'
There's a nail in the door
And there's glass on the lawn
Tacks on the floor
And the TV is on
And I always sleep with my guns when you're gone
baby like the last shit,
A big car and a bad bitch
Uh, I'm so fly I need my ass kicked,
These niggas ballin' by accident.
Keep talking make em'
baby like the last shit,
A big car and a bad bitch
Uh, I'm so fly I need my ass kicked,
These niggas ballin' by accident.
Keep talking make em'
Once upon a time, there were three little pigs
Who went out into the big world
To build their homes and seek their fortunes
The first little
Whatever's in the bank is my bet, a Z-bull's my pet
And you can bet he'll get the legs and the neck
Yo, when my gun bust, send niggas to the fish like
to stirrup and side by side
We crossed the mountains and the valleys wide
We came to Big Muddy and we forded the flood
On the Tennessee mare and the Tennessee
Hello? What's happening world?
Yo, this Big Gipp!
I've been called down by Lil Jon
& The Eastside Boyz to
Tell you what's really happening on
These
the underserving that went an die.
Drive By The Block.
Then I'll Go Grab The Lock.
Then I'll Case You in Box.
Best not Drive By The Block.
Bout get big
out, shit, we puttin' rewards on niggas (Brrt)
Live by the gun and we die about it, shit, I'm praying the sword don't kill us
Praying the Lord forgive
Good bye Joe me gotta go me oh my oh
Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou
My Ivonne my sweetest one me oh my oh
Son of a gun will have big fun
the dough
The lifestyle I live is untouchable
So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew
'Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do
Different ways
Ebbing eyesight in chlorine clouds
Stealing away barbed wire shrouds
Mowed down in mud by machine gun fire
Trapped and strangled in barbed wire
a exit
They know it's a thousand cutters hittin' off if they come for me
Uno gang, twenty-seven, they gon' gun for me
ABK gon' broad day you and get it
his dog Max, he took some black thread
And he tied a big horn on top of his head
Then he loaded some bags and some old empty sacks
On a ramshackle
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the Bayou
Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dress in style, go
(I got Traxx on this) yeah
It's a wave
(Splash)
Yeah, the city by the Bay, it's a wave
(Splash)
I slide solo and fly Polo (yeah)
Nyc
no one Lord
When I couldn't find jack in no ones cards
Ms. Cita I remember goin' in your gun drawer
Puttin' it to my chest and missin' my heart by
Please tell the truth
You know I need you to
What did you see?
By the cabin hidden through the trees
Tell the truth
Don't play the fool 'fore the big
Make a big noise shouting, shouting
And change the world by rocking, rocking
You know you feel like flying and you gonna get there
You make a big
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
Boy toy named Troy used to live in Detroit
Big dope
the fishes, niggas know I'm a shark
How you go big on big on large? (Go)
'Member we was walkin' on feet? No car
Remember we was broke in a circle, on God
told you not to call me here!
This better be some good shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got a big one, it's going down tonight
But it's gonna cost you two
I got a loaded gun in the closet
And another one in the dresser drawer
Just in case the one in the closet didn't make a big enough hole.
She
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