Lyrics:
the niggas by my side get big bad bitch yeah by now
Hundred thousand men I let'em slide
Kon ca le fais kon ca le fais kon ca le peut peut
How many bitches you
they're not all there
I missed the young lady by only a hair
And then I took me a look, I said, "La-di-da-di"
A big fine girl, she had a hell of a body
all there
I missed the young lady by only a hair
And then I took me a look, I said, "la-di-da-di"
A big fine girl, she had a hell of a body
Then she
the house by ten
Got a new money trip again
Ain't worried bout him he a fan
New money bitch brand new bands
Rich nigga only wearing big brands
Big rocks 10k
Real100Tech
Blowing fucking racks
I'm up in the brib
Blowing big gas
I'm up in the crib
Counting big racks
Gas all in my lungs
Have an asthma attack
Dream Big
You know
Cuz when all else fails
And ur at the bottom
Man
Dreams is what's gonna help u get out
Always had thoughts I would be some'n
My
yeah
The big man home I got my big pants on
All I wanted was a big bag my bitch bad
My team good my fit clean
I got a whole checklist
If I'ma go down I'm
Just me and my guys
Azlan on this beat this is Big pride
No parade I'm talking squad deep shit mane
You may never reach this level man we been sayin'
decent freedom loving people
Everywhere stand at their side in this hour of need."
[verse one - red hot lover tone]
Cries of wait please wait wiggity wait
Don't look at me, here I'll come
With this great big smile
And you'll find that even the kiddies
Are screaming in a latin style
Ooh, sad, guilty
City girls just seem to find out early
How to open doors with just a smile
A rich old man
And she won't have to worry
She'll dress up all in lace
City girls just seem to find out early
How to open doors with just a smile
A rich old man
And she won't have to worry
She'll dress up all in lace
Do so much shit in KOD, they calling me Trick Daddy
Moncler with Louboutin, yeah, I mismatch it
You can tell I'm a rich nigga by looking at me
I'm
murdered by west side Crips on June 5th, 1972
"Say, man, ain't that Lil' Country over there cuz?"
"If it is, his ass gon' be layin' in a blood river"
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
it's funny what's happening
Niggas claim they popping but they rich only on Instagram
Yo!
Looking all clean we ain't forcing it
That's just how it is
it
Had to roll the weed big blunt Ima face it
Nonchalant, they cant hurt me I can take it
Been alone with no friends with no help
When I get rich when
I dont want no issues with you
Please just leave me alone
Seven missed calls in my phone
Leave me alone
Keep a stick by my side
Ain't scared to let it
with the word
Of His power
We worship
My God!
We worship
If by one man offence came
How much more
How much more
They that have received
The abundance
real big)
And it ain't no returns at the (coffee shop)
Man, I make that paper stack up at my (coffee shop)
One hit and they'll be back to the (coffee
real big)
And it ain't no returns at the (coffee shop)
Man, I make that paper stack up at my (coffee shop)
One hit and they'll be back to the (coffee
Lose your mind trying to stay sane
By the day
By the way
Our man's and them
Snitched evacuate abandon ship
Ain't that about a bitch
We had dreams
(Badness)
Your mad
Dat's why you broke outta rehab
N you keep runnin' from SCAD
Big man ting
Big man where?
Talkin' bout big...
Likkle man sit down... mmh!
to fight even when my sight lookin like a tunnel man knew I was vessel I’m not a seed
Big pimping right out the caravan wanna hop on wave tryna jump
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