Big Dawgs
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Yeah, Ricko Trap, Uh These ain't fufu' guns Rockin' Air Force One's We smokin' by the ton Big Trap gon' get him gone This shit be blowin' up Uh f*ck, f*ck em' up Take off to space so buckle up We shooting put yo' knuckles up Stop talking bout' me such and Such (Uh) Yeah hanging with these big Dawgs Time will tell but what yo' wrist Cost I'm blasting bitch so f*ck that lift Off Aye f*ck no bitch ion' need no tip Off That boy he crissy, criss-cross That boy he pussy, and all I ain't no rookie bitch I'm big Dawg Running up countin' this cheddar (Countin' this cash) Who do that better? Yeah want this cash now f*ck that Medal Yeah we talkin' bout metal bitch I Got several Better tell these bitch niggas get on My level When they talk about you bitch Ain't nun' special I fight with the pussy yeah we gon' Wrestle Oh you want a cookie cause I got That dough They f*ck with the kid cause i got That flow I aim at a dome like a new Telescope That chopper a bully it pick at yo' Fro Yeah that boy a Lil' hoe so I'm letting him go They talking that shit bitch I'm Looking like so what Come (Cum) in her mouth like a Doe-nut Close up the door keep the door Shut Trapper of the month put that boy In a blunt Dunking on these niggas swear I Need a and one I tell that bitch to shake it turned That bitch right to a dancer (Psst) Who that be? Ricko pulling up right on the Scene You know I got to keep a level Mind I got to keep my peace (Vroom) That's the sound up of The whip ain't no SRT These bitches acting stupid man I Swear they acting like JT I be damn balling like I'm 23 bitch I'm in my own damn league You know that Wreck the Winning team I feel just like I'm in The league Hop out the whip I can't stress a bitch neva' trip (Shhh) My bro up in the cut he Keep it on his hip That nigga acting iffy' think it's Best if trapo gotta' dip We know that nigga cappin' in High school he used to be a shrimp I keep it playa' my og he said I'm Acting like a pimp But nah I'm just rondo I just pass Her I just need my ships Gold up on my neck It ain't no Sterling man this shit ain't cheap I know that nigga bitch she Choosing that's why I can't trust a Fee These ain't fufu' guns Rockin' Air Force One's We smokin' by the ton Big Trap gon' get him gone This shit be blowin' up Uh f*ck, f*ck em' up Take off to space so buckle up We shooting put yo' knuckles up Stop talking bout' me such and Such (Uh) Yeah hanging with these big Dawgs Time will tell but what yo' wrist Cost I'm blasting bitch so f*ck that lift Off Aye f*ck no bitch ion' need no tip Off That boy he crissy, criss-cross That boy he pussy, and all I ain't no rookie bitch I'm big Dawg
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Written by: Adonus Hayes Jr, Dantavius Taylor
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