Lyrics:
Multiplied by thugs in the slums
Headquarters of corruption
Sick fools with big dreams
Who skip school sub-divide you with pistols
Headquarters of corruption
Listen, yo, I roll up ready
Sky couple shots out the semi
Flex like Machine Gun Kelly
Military headgear, leather gloves ready
Dutty when the big dogs
tucked by my dick
Search me all you want you still won't find it
You ain't no man now
Greet you with this gun you hello kitty
Call me big dog
Cause when I
and be gay-o
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
and be gay-o
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
KRS and Melodie live together with D-Nice and Harmony
Side by side with Rebecca, D-Square, Sidney
BDP!
Yes!
I got a hundred guns two hundred
is in my soul, and so are you
Love won, I give you my gun
I'm riding with you baby, in it for the long run
Love won, I give you my gun
I'm living
Yvonne by the dozen
Dressed in style, go hog wild, me oh, my oh
Son of a gun, we're gonna have big fun on the bayou
Jambalaya, craw fish pie, fillet gumbo
play with Caiden
Somebody hold my guns 'cause they say I'm too famous
Judging by my wrist, Mr. Bigs, it's contagious
I'm a G and a ruler, nickname me
smady pay for it
Tryall Heights bay scamming drugs & bay profit
Big guns fi contract hit
Beoy life we subtract it(yeah)
A mi gun a mi pride
Wen mi
jar and be gayo,
Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou.
Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin',
kinfolk come to see Yvonne by
can suck a dick
Okay, tell me shit, Lil Wayne fuck a bitch
Lil' nigga, big money, big gun full of that shit
Nigga I ain't Will Smith, nah, I ain't
That woulda made you get a gun and shoot at a cop
I just said it, I ain't know if you'd do it or not
'Cause I never knew I, knew I would get this big
down, I need to make a sound
They're coming through the window
They're coming through the door
They're busting down the big wall
And sounding
down, I need to make a sound
They're coming through the window
They're coming through the door
They're busting down the big wall
And sounding
view
Gun it to Luanda
Thats a double R
Flying through the power band
Just sent a piston to the stars
Seen them killers walking better walk the other way
jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Thibodeaux, Fontainbleau, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by
Bitch I'm the big Don, a lot of these bitches is frauds (they are)
They be talking they shit like they hard (they not)
They never bussed no real guns, but
Energy is big my presence like an elephant
In the room with a goddess feel as if she's heaven sent
Hypnotized by my words now she out her element
I dislike
But get the fuck out my face 'til your shit's right
See baby boy, I carry guns, you know the big type
The kind that might get you a ten
crush a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to crush tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still a hater
a player, I just fuck a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to fuck tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still
a player, I just fuck a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to fuck tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still
somethin', can't choose which gun
Don't do no cuffin', go when night come
No, you can't be my girl, bitch, are you dumb? (Are you dumb?)
Never gave a fuck
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