Lyrics:
in here
Look in the mirror, my friend
I don't understand at best
And cannot speak for all the rest
The morning rise, a lifetime's passed me by
My niggas got the smoke by the pound
I tell them that they loud and they never pipe down
Yea
Big body
Swerve
When you talk to me please watch your
Yeah
I got the energy
There be a whole lot of new enemies
They are just pest to me
My music hits the streets harder than Sesame
I got the clarity in
those are green
Draped in a leopard mink, girl standing next to me
Probably should've washed this, smells like my baseball cleats
(Eww) But hey, it was
close get out my way, she drive my boat, she love my wave
I let her stay, she by my side, you think you cray? I don't comply, shit
Ride around cause I
centrifugal
Hit up Jorge Mariscal for another Visual
Freeze in my corner looking like Bobby Digital
Big Water is this what you meant by hitting syllables
Walk
And you probably heard some shit but ima show you different
I’m the only one you need so come and join the mission
I got you right here by my side forget
Don't walk on by
Big city woman
With your head held up high
Your hair of gold, your lips of red, your eyes of blue
Are on my mind
Big city woman
I know
of mine
Sing out your sisters
All the dreams of the world
Nothing can come between us
Took me by surprise
It opened up my eyes
I can't believe
Juicy J (Big Gipp)-
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Three 6 Mafia (Here it is)
Know what I'm sayin'
Goodie Mob (Triple Six Mafia)
ATL (Big Gipp)
M-town
and she spit when she twist (damn)
Never ever seen a freak bitch like this (hahaha)
Big Bankroll, baby, just call me Freddie
Never seen a young nigga
Uh huh
New year, new shit, who you
Uh huh
Sweeping bitches and that's word to my broom
It's getting shady let me call
the shade room
All that fake love
Uh huh
New year, new shit, who you
Uh huh
Sweeping bitches and that's word to my broom
It's getting shady let me call
the shade room
All that fake love
affection
Baby girl I know you miss my calming tone
The way i calm the storm and make you feel like harm is gone
Call me when the parties done I got the big
Rolly on my arm let me get my swagger back
Jesus on my charm: "Amen to that"
Laid back in the Maybach 57 or 62
Floating down the coast in
Ali my spaghetti
D-Dubbin' a champion, missing big hills
The baby flow like Lauren
Perfect wit my circle and pluckin' the false ones
Come through with
Big bro told me I cannot go
Big boy so I do what I do
Slick boy so they never not know
Gotta think boy so be quick yo flow
Pigment got you facing
I don't drive, the valet gon' park it for me
Boy you broke, do not get to talking to me
All my brothers they riding
They sparking for me 1017, by
the stash than me
Y'all bitches wanna ride, c'mon it's on me
I guess it's my time, all eyes is on me
Man everybody wanna rhyme like Rule, sing like Rule
bad but you pretend
Got a big stack in my pocket
Shorty ride me Kawasaki
Dirty cup now come and cop it
Gonna blow up kamikazee
You Know that I keep
weighing on my soul so
Blood in my eye dog, but I'm bigger than many men
The big bad wolf started working with the pigs now his reputation hanging on by
No credit line all cash
Big checks big bass
And in a flash my life went by fast
So, we stay stoned like statues
Time slows find the truth in
turned me out
He really really really got to gut me
He really really made me scream and shout
He really taught really me how to work my body
He really
day by day
We will win all the mental games
Get ride of all the shame you carry
Start a fresh day
We are going big or go home
Going home is not
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