Lyrics:
Accordions and Tim Buck Two
Devilishly suited eggs
Wilted like my yesterdays
Fondled by the testing grounds
Hands pop down from ceiling cows
Udders stretch
oo-chie bang bang (Bravehearts)
oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
oo-chie wally wally
[2nd Chorus]
He really
tons of fun
And I dress to a T
You see, I got more clothes than Muhammad Ali
And I dress so viciously
I got bodyguards, I got two big cars
That
the '99
What, yeah, uh huh, yeah, bangin on you, huh
It's the big bang theory, yeah, check it out, bring it, yo
I got a big bang theory, my hardcore
The breaking of hearts
The needs that bring us together
The needs that tear us apart
It's time to dance the big bang tango
Hold hands. Pull together
Get angry,
Si, man
'Cause it's like this
Twin forty-fives on my side
A big killer, filled with Mexican Pride
I'm wanted, dead or alive
I'm down for
Real niggas do real things
(Produced by yours truly)
We all could let it bang
(Turn it up come on, turn it up
Come on, turn it up come on
Turn it up come
love
We break up and then we uhh uhh
2 o’clock and now we’re day drunk
Love it when we hate
Fuck nobody can change us
Love it when we hate
Fuck nobody
One, two
One, two, three
Yeah, inslumnational, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (woo)
Like a million elephants or silverback
One, two
One, two, three
Yeah, inslumnational, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (woo)
Like a million elephants or silverback
One, two
One, two, three
Yeah, inslumnational, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (woo)
Like a million elephants or silverback
you nigga,
I got the 40/40 made by two jiggas,
I make you "Holla, Holla", I Ja Rule niggas!
The lion's in the room, what up Fat Joe?
I'm Curtis'
got me fucked up
And by the way, his name was Terrence but they called him Ced
Dark skin, he wore a mean mug with some long dreads
Six-two, he good
yeah!
Fuck with me, I'll make the nina bang yeah!
Pull up with a 2 by 2
I don't think you know my woes
Gotta watch out for my Bros
Lotta Serpents
having hella clothes
And I bang Rich Gang to the core
I turned my ruby stone to a charm
It go one time for the money
Two times for the show
Three
beat was produced by Rob the Vikang
I crept up from above and took you out
Look its a new sheriff in town
Hope you know that you are going down
Bang
save ya, no potion
And six times deeper than the Indian Ocean
Life goes by with a Bang! Pow! Boom!
And then LOOK OUT! Here come the beautiful doom
strugglin')
Stick up, stick up, stick up kids
Still don't nothin' move but the money
Big up, big up, got him in the frame, bang
Ain't nothin' changed set
TK, big back
YZ, 40 Duty, three, two strap
Quisha and Miss Lisa house, where we at
It's the gang bang capital, two Ts, capitals
The enemies know
friends wanna go, but she stayin'
(Yup, Sosa)
It's big Bs on my jeans (Damn‚ damn)
Heater in the back, get your ass steamed
(Bang, bang bang)
Pourin' up
of surprise
With a gun that's big enough to make an elephant hide
I elevate my rhythm by hustlin' crack addicts
Get locked but, when I'm released I'm back
It's so depressing, uh
Be the realest shit I ever wrote (Money and cars bitches)
Shit Is Real Part 2 (drugs) modern day (society ya know?)
See
suh
She cyah never trick me
Yuh nuh need nobody
Fi tell yuh I man a BiG DEAL
Don't get carried away
By the love on the street
Could be read as hate
you wanna get it big like my pre rolls
That's too big!
Fuck a fuck I give two shits
The way I'm on it make em vommit on the bonnet got it too sick
Fuck
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