Lyrics:
no money
Like y'all big ass cream i just wild out
Smash yo little small ass team
I do twelve shows
Probably get twelve for each
Thirty grand for a song
I'm a nut punch wizard
Speed bag ya' ball bag leave none in it
We, we got one ambition
Re-up and puff til the month go missing
Big, big, big black
all
And you're dancing around and around in the hall.
Well, a little girl sits down by the Christmas tree lights
To play the piano, so you gotta
I had a big surprise today while in a ten cent photo play, I
Really saw my old home town way down in Dixieland It was
Simply grand, just to sit
Beat-up little seagull
On a marble stair
Tryin' to find the ocean
Lookin' everywhere
Hard times in the city
In a hard town by the sea
Ain't
little dance
Do my little dance
Do what I do like God damn
Ugly girls say that I'm handsome
I tell em they looking handsome too
Big booty bitch
He always walks the crowded halls
And is blinded by this light
A girl who keeps her head down low
And never shows her eyes
He always walks
a police officer to a little kid
On the weekend at the beach collecting shells
Oh me, I’m doing well my feet a new Chanel
Big suite, a new hotel
I treat
hearin' me talkin' 'bout finding some money (let's go)
As soon as I found it, I flipped that (flip)
I'm a little bit different, they get it (they dig)
I wanna be anything / I wanna see everything / I'm blinded by the light whenever you're wilding / so I go outside and I / lay on the grass and I /
From a town in Louisiana on the wrong side of the tracks,
came a rowdy Ragin Cajun by the name of Rupernac,
He was harder than a hickory long
one on the block but I post alone
Big and pac on the playlist no post malone
Still I can’t be around yall
On the down low strapped near the city town
I made my way to a little town
To stay two weeks in a little house
Down at the mouth of the river called Tongue
Where it empties out from
am
Being attacked by your accusations simply
Because i got us
In court to help fix this the custody matter?
Why did i have to take you to court to see
Where my hood niggas at? in the street in the street, doin it
Big doin it big flipping work toting heat
Where my hood niggas at? whippin' lacs,
and drinking
When I feel like nothing is gonna be bringing me anything I can enjoy
I can remember when I was just a little boy
I was so innocent I didn’t know
I feel like Yung Sigh
I'm on the roof
Heart so big
I can't remember the shit that I did
What did I do?
Up in my head I believe
Up in my head by
She
She came from the land of the cotton
A land that was nearly forgotten
By everyone
And she
She worked and she slaved so hard
Big old field
the rap game or high school politics?
Bars could be on Maury 'cause they got a little pop in it'
Before I show up, that's when the deposit hits
You only
or they're a dwarf
Pierrot mirror on the wall who is
The ace-est of them all?
The Catcliffe girl who gets out
Before her 18th birthday
There's a little old
Chrome, zippin' by on an Electra Glide
With dual tail pipes doin' 105 in the broad daylight
On the two-lane headin' outta town
Forget pink and purple
nigger weighing 300 lbs
With the look of the Lord in his eye
He said my name is Dick Whisper
Yeah but you can call me Big Dick
And if you're looking for
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
But I've been a workin' man dang near all of my life
And I'll keep on workin' long as my two
Thank y'all, how y'all doin'? Yeh, my names Colt Ford
I just came here to do a little song for y'all
'Bout where I come from, the way I see it
I
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