Lyrics:
shit
Talk big shit
When I say fuck the bitch dick up the bitch
Give her the gritty buck fifty cut up the bitch
Give her the licky no sticky we don't love
hit it two times (two)
You know what happens by the third, hit a few times (hahaha, uh, yeah)
No judgement 'cause everybody has to make a little, uh
fuckers
Put your mother fucking hands in the mother fucking air
I love to swear Yeah
Uh this ones going out to all of you blud
A-Town is my town
I had
a courtship
Get married for a little while
I would shoot a little love inside your basket mama and in a little while we'd have a child
He'd be a little boy,
wired like my mother knows best
Hear the whistle in the wind, that's my home town
Hear the love songs play, while the sun falls down
The small-town
to stay
We'd only stopped for a few burritos
But they told us of the trouble with los banditos
A poor little town in need of aid
My brothers and me
Oh you summertime fine baby let me find out
We could sip a little wine if you tryna wind down
Bring you back to my house it's a vibe now
Big vibe, Big
pigs
Little handsome piggy wigs
For the big, bad the very big, very bad wolf
They did not give three figs
Number one was very gay
And he built his
to a great big pen
Where the ducks and the geese were kept there in
Said a couple of you gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town o, town o, town o
on back seat
I'm tripping about cops she ain't give shit
Yeah on ride she go ride this dick
She can't move she never had big stick
Stand by little bitch you
now
No more daddy's little girl (Oh, ho, ho, ho)
You're a big girl now
No more daddy's little girl (Oh, ho, ho, ho)
You can love, girl, if you
I can tell by that silly ass chain it been slow
Chorus:
Wit a big bag, big bag
Got me all in my big bag, big bag
Saks top shelf big bag, big bag
Got
climb right up
Take a little ride in her big ol' truck
Yeah, I'm in love with a girl in a four-wheel drive
Chrome steel bumpers and red step side
Hey
I flip back and forth coast to coast like a herb
I check the mirror each town, I get lost, I get burned
But I'm after a big life
Hey, I'm
town yelling, "I am she
The b-baddest yellow bitch in the NYC"
Listen, I don't wanna fight I'm too pretty and little
Boo, I only fuck with rings with
little heart that challenges the coin
But the coin has no beat or no breath
Big coin won't even leave you a love note
Big coin, big death
Big coin
the party out, c'mon, oh, oh)
Yo, mad love for the culture
Since the days of Adidas and hip hop posters (c'mon)
Now I host with Mos and just to boast
the party out, c'mon, oh, oh)
Yo, mad love for the culture
Since the days of Adidas and hip hop posters (c'mon)
Now I host with Mos and just to boast
Big nothing.
He stood in the road outside of town
With a broken clockwork toy in his hand.
A graveyard for childish dreams in his palm
a fuck
How you feeling
A bitch bossed up
On that big girl living yeah
Ass real fat on big girl
He love it
When I eat the dick
Up like a big girl
I have a very big God
In a very big place
Doing very big things
Very many, many big things
¬He gives me very big love
Shows me very big grace
From
to a great big pen
Where the ducks and the geese were kept there in
Said a couple of you gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town o, town o, town o
to a great big pen
Where the ducks and the geese were kept there in
Said a couple of you gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town o, town o, town o
London Town
London Town
London Town
It's where all the little boys grow up
Yeah we big men now
Big men now
London Town
London Town
London Town
It’s
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