Lyrics:
don't know my name I bet she know me now
Big drip
Sick whips the kid did big shxt drowning with big fish
Big goats big bro hit goals put him on the rich
You your daddy's son, yo, first I hear the beat
I-I get- trap-a-holics mixtape
I'm a real big baller cause I-
Like a light show making big money
off in a Range Rover with a thick miss she a bad chick
Frank Lucas getting big dollars hit the block on them blue magic
Fuck niggas talk big shit till
nobody fucking with the sinner, no solely shit
Keeping it popping, that's how the most stay rich
When I go lay hits, get a hoe way lit
Then I'm off in
Yea... yeah, ayy, huh
Y'all already know I like them sticks man
I swear I'm so lifted walkin on the moon
We gon' be rich real, real soon
And when
I'm the highest in the room you can already tell
Don't check on me you can see I'm doing well
Making my money by using a scale
I run it up off big
cans that I snuck in that just say beer on the label
He in the V I popping Ace of Spades, getting laid for days
And I gotta hit the damn stall to give
me wit' no other by the flow, motherfucker
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this,
me wit' no other by the flow, motherfucker
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this,
Used to be broke but I'm getting rich
Can't fuck with my brother cause that's like my twin
Balenciaga stepping straight through the wind
Got brothers
a bitch my nigga (gossip)
I'm in the trap cookin' fish my nigga (trap)
You poppin' so fuck it let's hit my nigga (hit)
Surrounded by dawgs, they pits my
Nigga this that rich pain
10k for his head you better duck you know I hit brains
Dripped down in designer when I'm spinning I don't dress plain
He
Nigga, what's hap'nin?
Who we got in here?
Nigga, ain't this the last album
Fuck that, we got Richie Rich, Dru Down, (you know!) Yukmouth
a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bi-, I even have
people to buy
Well how's this for a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
Artist: Flesh-N-Bone f/ Big Punisher, Fat Joe
Album: T.H.U.G.S. (Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls)
Song: No Mercy
[Fat Joe]
Yeah, real
suite out in vegas
High yellow hoe caught the vapors
I hit and head to Ohio
haha
Thats a big blessing
haha
Nigga we aint stressing
Bank statement look
-- all the days of my life
And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Niggaz in my faction don't like askin questions
'Zy rollin' with my cateye, deadeye
Ain't afraid to flame a rat up
But I hot out fathom
My album hit the shelves
We hustle for record sales
Hit my
lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album
told you not to call me here!
This better be some good shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got a big one, it's going down tonight
But it's gonna cost you two
shark, I'm Bape
Nigo I shake it I'm facing an eighth, he don't play
Athletic playing like A, Angels
I hit this shit from the side I got angles
Then make
in my life to get by
That's why I spit shine the pussy
'Till it get tight and fine
He push me over to the other side
If he act right he could hit
Yeah yeah
Blaze one for the nation
Brr
Brr
Brr
I got lyrics that wake up spirits
They told me how to make big hits and spend digits
Can
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