Lyrics:
got me out here spendin' more time with my daughter (he do)
Takin' Kobe from us had the whole world stressed
You coulda took a average player, not one
Professor with Griselda
Pockets kill, man, it keep poppin'
I make more money than professors
Bitch, I'm gettin' cake
Eight figure nigga, no more section 8
the truth)
Big facts, big facts (big facts, big facts)
Big facts, big facts (big facts, big facts)
Tryna shatter me with lies, I ain't with that (ayy tell
making money is typical
Rapping, singing, even their moves are mystical
Ok
I'm a growing G homie you can call me forty fo
Cus you know with one mic i can
Remix!
One two one two (one two one two)
This the I'ma Boss remix
Meek Milly
Let's go!
I'm ride or die, I'm ridin' by, hollerin' West Side right
the microphone
Do you want me to open the window more
That's amazing, how much was it
Somehow
About 90 quid
And I don't know how
We're just making noise
Yes
I have
like I'm givin' up
It ain't the same no more, death brought me anger
I'm followed by angels and I got some dyin' love
Soon as I got rich, soon as I
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Big Ham: Mic Fiendzzzzz
Notorious BIG: Kick In The Door Waving the 44.. All you hear is poppa don’t hit me no more
BIG HAM
a lot of girls come and go with the hype up
To me you mean more than just one night, yo, one night
[Chorus]
Watch the remix now!
Mek mi tell yuh
growth
They break bread by the slice
I'm distributing the loaf
Swear I'd rather share the wealth
They want me to share they post
How the wanna split
in
So I'm gon' sip on that whiskey
And just turn up and get litty
Me I do jameson ginger
And drink that shit till its empty
Or chill with the homies
free when your brain's in prison?
I'm by myself but I'm still with the coalition
You don't make moves you're only just hoping and wishing
Criticize me
hunnies wearing silk robes
Time to flip the script, bust the whip
Legend with the chip, dark blue with my trunk dipped
To the feds, catch me if you can
I
delivers
I had run-ins with Suge
Niggas woulda been shook
At the height of the beef they started Death Row East
Damn, I even saw they tees on some of my
family
I swear I'ma make it
Got me some new friends, M.A.D
Finna' be notorious, B.I.G
Tryna kill me, know where I be
Bad bitch, yeah, she on me
Where I
except Pac Nas and Jada Kiss
Notorious Sean Carter Twista Busta Rhymes and Ludacris
I'm Nino Brown call me Brizzy crazy nigga off the hizzy
Please don't
[Notorious B.I.G.]
What? Uhh, what?
Uhh, uhh, what? Uhh
Ninety-seven ?caddi lawn?
What, what, uhh
I creep deep with killers without million dollar figures
the niggas on a remix
Top down with the weed lit
Ain't nobody fucking with me, bitch
Booty going up, down
Girl, this ain't nothing
I can do this all day
Ricky Ross
Carol City Cartel
Cool & Dre
Designer jeans and a hand full of dough (yeah)
Bottle of that Rosé, pass me some more
I got, more cars,
she proper I'ma pop her, the ho hopper
It's back on the track
With big money, big nuts and a big fat chronic sack
So Daz, step up on the ass
she proper I'ma pop her, the ho hopper
It's back on the track
With big money, big nuts and a big fat chronic sack
So Daz, step up on the ass
we comin down and a nigga feel so trilla
Cause Im comin with Big Moe, My Kici and Po-yo
I even gotta tight what cut from the playa Joe
Man let me get
Mickey D's, our taste different
I don't like having fives or ten
My roll got a limit
Only time you hate is when you see
Me with a lot of women
I'm tryna
getting naked
She looking at me like don't make me rape you
But I'm making plans to go get some more paper
Cause these niggas playing with me like a Sega
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