Lyrics:
1-0-1-7 (poppin')
BigWalkDog
BigWalkDog
Big 1-0-1-7 (ayy)
Hey
Hey, hey, hey
When you poppin', every time you move, you gotta move with
a cynic, I think life I will now live it, cuz my ego I’m now with it,
Yeah
Ik I’m the only one who can untie my problems, if you think that I’m not hot, then
these diseases, a who make it
Unu sell unu medicine and then a you profit uh huh
(I Wayne)
Them a the fake and the fraud
Them mix alligator with
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
funny, get money, and fuck some new chicks
Or get buried with niggas you broke the rules with
Yeah, bitch, I'm a Florida Boy
73s to them AMGs, now we
(walk her ass, let's go)
Got more hair all on my sweatsuit, that be that Marni shit (that Marni shit)
Mix green with that purple, I'm trippin', that be
care who you with
If we cool we cool, that's it
I stay lit even when it's cold
I'm on fire but my heart's froze
Gimme that brown
Mix it strong
Sipping
a prince, magic jaun a pimp
I learned the word bitch from you, so why can't a nigga get rich from you
These are English words
Scarred to be used by geeks
Allah just, I lay it for the mix tapes
Quick to quake a label-mate
The sound came outta rusted crate
Surrounded by cobwebs
Beat smooth enough
to educate ya
Gonna familiarize
You with the nomenclature
You'll learn the definitions
Of nouns and prepositions
Literacy's your mission
And that's why I
You with the nomenclature
You'll learn the definitions
Of nouns and prepositions
Literacy's your mission
And that's why I think it's a
Good time
, honey, very much,
I'm waiting for you strong:
I cannot see you, cannot touch –
I feel sometimes alone.
As a mouse quiet, as sugar melt
With without you.
I
told that waitress, "More brandy water by"
Then he went out and got a custom cue
He said, "It's no offense to you
But I don't play off the wall with
and white world with some black and white critics
I was never either, so I never quite slid in
The game don't love you, can't catch feelings
All I ever
bitch, I am Mexican
Grown-ass man, 5'2", I know he's Mexican
Pacquiao, lost to Mayweather because he's Mexican
I was in 7th grade, going to war with
And the only reason I can't rub pennies together
Is cause I carry big bills, in genuine leather
[Chorus:]
Shakin' hands with some fans by the thousands
corrupted in murderous seasons
With inverted 31's and other unlucky omens
Thats why I chug 7 and 7's til I'm fucking homeless
And every time you think my
heart let it melt..
Gat to have truth on my belt..
Lord God you're the best..and the first..
Similarly i got something better with me..
cctually...i never
where I'm from
Only reason you get tax more cause you buy every month
But if consistent with the cash We can tweak with the sum
Teeth all gold ever since
What has gone wrong with this modern age
Stripped of our feelings we all get disgraced
The big ones reign with all their rage
The small ones are
my uncle singing Caroline
Gucci on the buckle do the shuffle with my alibi
Forget a scuffle smoke the Brussel and hammer hammer time
I don't trust you
modern never give an inch
Count your blessings boy, one by one
Congratulations here's a cookie, but you still ain't won!
My condolences if ain't nobody
then coward duck your head
You don't know who you be fucking with you'se better off, dead
Is what I say, best run the other way
In case of physical
aint a show man
Mama always said I’m chosen
My nigga sellin nicks at nite
But he don’t stay with Rosanne
I twist it up to mix the potion
I’m deep in
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