Fluit
Big Jack
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You know I don't do no talking Nigga bout that action You say you bout that money Let me see what's Happenin Tell me what it do You Know I got that juice I be on the move Catch me ridin in that coupe Give me what you got I put it on my back Bounty boy shit Now how you feel about that Hatin ass nigga want to try to hold me back But this bounty boy shit Got them jumpin like crack that's fact Came up out the mud with it Ain't nobody stoppin us Ridin in the coupe My shades lookin like binoculars All these niggaz hatin man F*ck whoever knockin us Got that gas with me And you know we about to spark it up Came up out the mud with it Ain't nobody stoppin us Ridin in the coupe My shades lookin like binoculars All these niggaz hatin man F*ck whoever knockin us Got that gas with me And you know we about to spark it up Smokin on that mint leaf Keep that thang with me Bout to buy a house When I should've bought a bentley Know they tryna get me Dont f*ck around with me That cutter hit your stomach Leave you searching for your kidney That bounty boy shit You know how we do Jump up off the porch I ran and got that loot Miss me with that cappin Let me get that truth Niggaz out hear fake I can tell by how they move You doin too much talkin Never about no action Your girl on my line Say she need satisfaction Niggaz get to actin My dawg get to cappin Den run up in your momma house Goin through her cabinets Came up out the mud with it Ain't nobody stoppin us Ridin in the coupe My shades lookin like binoculars All these niggaz hatin man F*ck whoever knockin us Got that gas with me And you know we about to spark it up Came up out the mud with it Ain't nobody stoppin us Ridin in the coupe My shades lookin like binoculars All these niggaz hatin man F*ck whoever knockin us Got that gas with me And you know we about to spark it up You aint talkin bout no money Need to get the f*ck from round me All dez haters in my face Feel like they tryna drown me Got to play catch up Cause they always somewhere I don't be I see why you mad Cause your lady got her eye on me Damn Keep them breathin tho Can't let a hater die on me I heard you pray to god But why you always lie on me I'm in the lab bro The only place I gotta be Im a keep droppin Till your grandchildren tired of me My verses cost a quarter key Don't even think bout asking me You aint gettin money That's a lifestyle catastrophe Got it out the mud Comin up just like a apple seed Aye health and strength The two things all a hustler need Came up out the mud with it Ain't nobody stoppin us Ridin in the coupe My shades lookin like binoculars All these niggaz hatin man F*ck whoever knockin us Got that gas with me And you know we about to spark it up
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