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She call me baby
She act like she had me
Don't got babies yet!
She calling me daddy
My baby, a baby
Big whips, and big
Bitch I came through, big dick swanging
Bitch I came through, big lip hanging
Bitch I came with the crew, with the gang and
I'm just feeling blessed,
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
a watch
I'm finna pull up with the stick
like Roddy Rich out the box
Flow dope as a key and I got shit on lock
I'm so focused on me ain't worried bout no
Nkase tšhabe selo
Morena ke modiši waka o nkwiša pelo
Go šetše fela tšatši la bofelo
Ba mathomo e tloba bofelo
Big crooked I ain't getting it
Went and done, two for a tenner
SVR interior mayo
I let it spin like the radio
I'm really from the block, J.Lo
I should've been big like Goliath
to tell my fans
I got my shades, big rock star compared to Elvis
Signin' autographs for rappers while girls move they pelvis
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You're lookin fine in the light of the radio|The kind of picture I've never seen|Ain't nothing out here but rows of corn girl|Slide over here next
an OUTKAST can I live boy?
My anger on 3 STACKS feeling big BOI
Man I guess that I'm an Outcast
I'm feeling like an Outcast
GUESS I'm AN OUTCAST
I don't
keep a stash safe kid, when I proposed it made her face big
She keep me jigg, glorifying medallions
Got me in clothes made by Italians, feed me lobster
you man ain't on shit
Games in my hand fam and I've gone switch
Come for the ball, get a panna on pitch
Try take the piss since manna got rich?
Get
We'll make it big and have no fear
Won't carry the social stigma
Of being judged by our postal code
And we will be done with Harmony Road
But then
the high life
Money burning a hole right through the pockets of holey jeans
Grandpa's with Lord now, but we got a new Ford now
And we can watch the Big
Sweet water, hidden river
Flows right by my place
Life is slow, fishin's good
That's how I spend my days
I've got a sun-browned local lady
She hails
neighborhood
But this ain't pop though, R&B or disco
Reggae or calypso, that's playin in my radio
It's that funk yes, won't settle for less
Sheeit, I must be
Fuck it reload more pigs down the road
Tire engine and two shots through the window
It stopped one guy gets out yellin' you're making a big mistake
I
on the ceiling, living room straight thuggin'
Should've been left but the trap stayed bunkin'
Nigga yeah yeah
Big time, big time
Ring so swole you would think
on down the aisle.
Mr. Big Man packin' that steel.
But tonight you ain't shit.
Now spin the fuckin' wheel!
Looks good nice try! Now let's see just
all got lost can you show me the way?
Show me the way
I thought I would be rich by now
I thought I would have it figured out
I thought I would be rich
rifles
We make big debts we always win
Girls always take a glance at us
It's hard to intrigue us we always win
My friends and us are bosses
We're saints by
was proud
This was a big river, but that was long ago,
That's not now
The neptune was the last to go,
I heard it on my radio
And then they played
stockpiled, an arsenal, an armor
These are the days when I hate the world
Hate the rich, hate the happy
Hate the complacent, the TV watchers
Beer
ain't no stopping us now, my nigga
[Freck Billionaire]
Ya clip trip, clip spit
Get your strip wet
I got the rubber grip Smith and my rich sweats
wasn't by my side you cant rock with us
That's my slime (Yea, yea)
That's my slime
That's my slime
(Yea, yea)
I just fucked yo main bitch
Big ol Benz watch
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