Lyrics:
titties big as Gibby Or this down south that love me cause I’m from the city She said it ride it like a horse, so I made her giddy Now she all giddy Watch
am,
Ya get me)
(Hook)
(BIG BOY FLOWS)
Beware of the hype up
(BIG BOY FLOWS)
They don’t make it like this anymore
(BIG BOY FLOWS)
Why you look scared
say a damn thing
Boy I bet that shotty make you bounce like a bed-spring
Walkin a thin line, gotta defend mine
And wit no pen I'm sorta like a bomb
lines
But I’ve been thinking
That you know it all but you don’t, yeah
It’s that time that I, I leave you by your lonesome, yeah
And you’ll see who’s been
know why cause I was
Frivolous but now I’m a saver
I’m a hustler by nature
I can sell bread to a baker
Sell a fence to my next door neighbour
I wanna buy
muzishnins' drop by de college to receive an honorary degree!
Thing-fish:
You lyin', boy! dey givin' degrees in 'tater husbandry' back de ol' alma-motta!
Evil
hell no (I agree with that)
Imagine me simpin’ on a holiday alone
And I’m broke but I CashApp some internet hoes (What?)
Then for dinner, I eat crumbs
Block boys that Clutch toasters, leave ya patnas Slumped over
Big belly, long beard, I look like a Trump voter
Why ya girl keep on begging me to come
I said I'm on to that next shit
You lookin' at the bestest
Married to the game
Treat you niggas like my step-kids
Pull up in that Porsche niggas feel
the 84 "lac with the butterfly doors
Dundgeon family, 100 deep when we in the streets
Who you think ya big brothers them wanted to be
I'm your father
On this broken road
Boy you fucked up
Why didn't you
Do what your told?
I'm broken
But I'm coasting
By my lonesome
Chosen by nobody to succeed
I got that
Bubble
Boss
BubbleOnDeck hoe
How you mad that I'm a boss
Lil small fry
Lil pee wee
Lil pump fake
Lil dictator
Lil cornbread
Get big mad
Lil boy bye
are colder than Sweden
So Boy Better Know that it’s gun season
Don't think I'm wearing gloves for no reason
Kill Devilman and dump him in Neasden
My
3’s.....
Lee Records I got a vision like Motown
Like Cash Money Records from yo town
I be puffing because I’m a bad boy
It’s also no limit to that cash boy
Young Hov in the house, it's so necessary
Green Lantern in the house, so necessary
Why you fronting on me? Is that necessary?
You know you've
bounce
Boy, you better run home when you see me
I don't mean a baseball mound
I'm the king in this bitch
That's why I let my hair grow
In the shape
I'm radical (yeah)
Teamed up with Logic, he threw me a lateral (dope)
Big gold solitaires, that's collateral (bling)
She a Wop stan, she so fanatical
trip by the 'jects
Look at me wrong, boy, get you stretched
I'm 'bout that foolishness, VL ruthless, huh (yeah)
Got no feeling for a fuck nigga
of the day I don’t need new friends
Cream of the crop, not crop of the cream
That’s why I’m working so hard for my biggest dreams
Yeah I've got big dreams
is my number one task
Until I'm under the grass, that's why I'm top of the class
I'm a grit boy lookin' for an ass like Ketoy
Leave a bitch back all
Soulja Boy's verse was wack (it was)
In that whole interview Kanye was out of line
Big Sean the worst nigga he said he ever signed (haha)
He don't like
know that D-P-GC, Bad Boy niggas run this
Big motherfuckin' Snoop Dogg, I'm pimpin'
Bitches
Hoes
Ladies
Listen
Buster-ass niggas pay attention,
that boys will adore,
A dress that touches the floor.
I'm sick and tired of bedtime stories,
I'm so inspired by love and glories,
But I guess it's
'em, "It's late, and it's getting dark in here
And I know it's to time to go
But before I leave the lineup
Boys, there's just one thing that I'd like
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