Lyrics:
and that sweet mama Lucy's wine
You got me to my weekend gigs every Friday
Man them honkytonks, Duke's. North 40 and Jose's
Shaw Bridge Road now there's
My boy is on Life Support
Ukhala nge drip(idrip)
I never brag bout no hoe
I got a new show
They sent me a gig(igig)
48 bags on the road
She wiping
(ooooh, ja, ja)
Mir hitted die Gigs ide City
Mach en Mix ide City
Purple Dreams ide City oh no
Und Bitches träged Wigs ide City
Nur wenns fägt ide City
And the club door won
I'm gonna get a new gig, in security
I'm gonna get a new gig, in security
I'm gonna get a new gig, in security
I'm gonna get a new gig, in
here who's free
And listen all around
Cause one day I'll be found
Because waiting for a gig
Is like waiting to a kid
You know she'll be there for you
play with you uh oo oh
Nobody is bigger than the most high
Than the most, but your bum bum
Big oh, but your bum bum gig oh
Nobody is bigger than
match.
You mad you can't match.
No wig to push back.
No gig to push back.
You wackos can't act.
Like Santos, I'm Snatched.
No wig to push back.
No gig
With one gig I can respond quick
Play the next song while I'm giving restaurants tips
With one gig I don't get one glitch when I click on beats
Queen, I don't need no [Hey!], Ay!
I know my niggas in the Bay gon' gig
I know my niggas in LA gon' skip
I know my niggas in the Rich gon' mobb
I'm a West
bring me to a new dimension
Captivated, all my attention
I hold the lock, you own the key
To a brand new reality
You want the gig cause you're the ace
First you hated on the click
Now they fucking with us
You just running up ya gigs
When we run the bill up
If we've been through some shit
Get
on
You her will see so full of glee
Stuck up at the Blue, up at the Blue Lion
So come away without delay
Where fun you may rely on
Such songs, such gigs
I got a plan
I'm gonna get big
Fuck your whole click
That shits just a gig
I'm getting real tired of all of the fakes
I Dont care about you
Yea dont
is anybody free?
Why can’t I make a living selling beats or playing gigs?
Are you a casualty of a bad society ?
I’m tired, I’m tired, I’m tired
Tonight we gonna hit the gig like top class toys
Trust me its got to BOOM like them White House grooves
At last them dawgs on their way here to pick me up
I used to walk with Gig
When she would buy her clothes
We hold hands through the woods
To the hidden bungalow
There sheâ#128##153#d find her friends
Meine Scheiben sind beschlagen doch ich roll in meim Golf
Hab die Pfandflaschen im Wagen 16 Zoll zum Erfolg
Keine Klicks keine Gigs doch is ok
Keine
been
The days we never got to spend
Run the school with all my friends
Dance with her at senior prom
Sing until our lungs give up
Every gig, every show,
Got my first gig off of that I was looking at a bid off of that
My nigha ain't switch we off of that burn down the spot got off of that
When I found
dammit
I gotta have it, god damn that cake
I gotta have it, god dammit
I gotta have it, god damn that cake
Fuck off this gig is up, uh uh uh uh
Fuck off
can learn from school
And people and from experience
And we learn from life
You get one shot
One shot at this gig right here life
One life, that's all
know that
I'm still good enough
Yea I'm good enough today
From the depths of me
Came my gig mentality
Feeling confident
And carefree
I used to say
Hi, my
We didn't think we would make it bro
Di’Gig re zama ba hana joh
Ne hole bwima poi
Kare ne hole bwima san
Mara flopo kore ake quit joh
Kare, Lesa
is one wish yeah
party hard with my family
breakfast with my family
tiktok with my family
more time with my family
whenever
gat couple of gigs
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