Lyrics:
Girl I had you in heaven
Fuck me harder, that's what she yellin
Boy yo dick big, Girl who you tellin
Compelling girl I got that best selling
I wanna
I limp walk like I talk when I spit
Lips chalked like that patio mist it's something nasty brother
I pick pop any spot on me chin
I drip drop like
whip, yeah he big bro
But I made the calls, gon' hit that lick and do it quick
Take that shit back to the crib like it's a pick
Hop on live, and gon' head
there hunchin' in my downstairs bathroom
And in the kitchen and up in there on the dancefloor
By the big screen TV, where your pants go? (y'all nasty
with the burna's holdin' down B-R
There lived a jealous kid that was mislead
by anotha jealous kid who wanted me dead
(He said) Me and you are
the waistline
Love when we get nasty but I really love the FaceTime
Simp shit
Yeah fine
Maryland
Red line
Baltimore
Big truss
Crabs in a bucket tryna make it out
Game time at 3, we eat by 4
You shoot for stars, I shoot at foes
That boy don't miss, That boy got aim
The way that I shoot, I’m hall of fame
I got
drug she wanna try
Big guy no small fry
Got big guns like Popeye
I see you trying boy just be yoself cuz you is not I
He ain't got a crib or a whip but
switchin' like at Pep Boys
You know I keep them nasty
Bitches on me Uncle Elroy
Niggas talk that stick talk
He can't get his lick back
Four sticks like
a wax for the feature
Boy the blick ain't named Bane
But it'll shoot a nigga up
Man this bitch real nasty
Two girls, one cup
Know a 10 that catch balls
Tot on the glock lil nigga you cooked, do what you can but i do what it took
boy flunked out and i'm still gettin booked
For blueberry bands, I'll
Funny to see a ghetto nigga so classy
Enchanted by women who speak nasty
Tip toeing to court, went there for the past week
Leaning on my lawyer pinky
their clothes off
And I don't hunt birds but I'll shoot you in your Mohawk
Yeah, flow nasty like coleslaw
Call me mister no flaw
Yeah, I sip drank
children could see I'm the shrine for the fucking blind
Vietnam mama ball her son know nuthin but raw
Whom tattoos the boy choose
I'm winnin by 4 steps
E-Swift is here, I love to steer
my big body Coupe from here to there
I grab a beer, but not in the ride
I pull up to the club and I drink outside
You
back in 85
86, 87, 88, hooked up with Big Boy records and made my first demo tape
We dropped some real shit in the basement
I had big ol' nigga
Ow
Sophisticated lady
But nasty when I want to be
I see ya starin' from across the room
And you can't keep your eyes off me
Got you wrapped
I sent them a link and I told em to listen
They slept on my shxt
Fuck them nxggas they tripping
I'm out Colombia fxcking two vixens
I need a big
call me the chiropractor
Working like Muay Thai class, get perspire out ya
And of course I've been the boss since back when
Rocking D Boy, Fila velour
at? In the middle, yup
Mommy, if you got a fat ass, make it jiggle, yup
Put it in my next video shot by Little X
And M-E-F gon' work 'til their ain't
my trash
Hey, this cat didn't say a word, as he pulled out some toys
And not just cheap crap. This stuff was for big boys!
He was doing a job, and he
We heard you gonna throw a party in your big old house
Took a cold shower, ready to go out
Three more hours, then we found out
You dumb-ass don't
a project bitch we don't do Ruth Chris
Man these niggas they be other shit
She call me Three she know not to call me by my government
Come fuck with me and I
em up, drawn down and attack now
Been an outkast Big Boy keep it 3 stacks now
Trust me I never been alone, all my bros witnesses
Always watch
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