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2rare - big bag lyrics
( hook )
first you get a big bag ( aw yeah )
then you gotta make em big mad
ahhhh why you mad with yo b-tch -ss
im from the trenches with my lil hood rich -ss
i just hit the highway making money you know the fly way
anybody hating we can catch a fade ( whats up whats up )
screaming f-ck 12 & the d.a all we know is hustle and getting paid
( verse )
what it is or whats up
why they hate me cause i can’t be touch
spot a op drop a op dont blink just buss
yeah im the shit so u know i can’t flush ool
pockets stay fat man thats alot with a scoop
know n-gg-s be flexing they be pop but its true
had 3 couple women like a pop singing group
gave head then jumped in like they dive in the pool
cause i been grinding pockets really gettin swollen
ain’t no folding n-gg-s talk thats really hoe things
yeah thats mo fame infrered glock wit red beam
yeah thats mo aim shoot first just like jordan yeah thats more game
second baby boy like jody thats the old me way before toting 40s
not a old e shit it must be the kodiene who u slowing dont stop i just keep going
( hook )
first you get a big bag ( aw yeah )
then you gotta make em big mad
ahhhh why you mad wit yo b-tch -ss
im from the trenches with my lil hood rich -ss
i just hit the highway making money you know the fly way
anybody hating we can catch a fade
screaming f-ck 12 & the da all we kno is hustle and getting paid
( 2nd verse )
boom boom answer the door lets get into it
stacking money 6ft tall like two midgets
they like when that new shit gone drop im like soon b-tch
how you want beef over a thot that let the crew hit
they kno ima goblin kno i stay mobbin
i dont really got no options kno im steady wildlin
they dont really want no problems kno these bodies droppin
i been f-ckin wit them models yeah im steady popping
bye boy call the cops u ballin cause u gotta block
yeah your n-gg- hatin cause he mad we gone get him rocked
think he of a xan get yo man he just come & shop
i just pop sum bands we going to invest we ain’t going pop
ain’t never been no b-tch i stand tall when i got to piss
yeah im throwed off i got b-lls so she got to lick
if i got a role ima go ima play that shit i ain’t really asking for a loan so im gettin rich
cause i been grinding pockets really gettin swollen
ain’t no folding n-gg-s talk thats really hoe things
yeah thats mo fame infrered glock wit red beam
yeah thats mo aim shoot first just like jordan yeah thats more game
second baby boy like jody thats the old me way before toting 40s
not a old e shit it must be the kodiene who u slowing dont stop i just keep going
( hook )
first you get a big bag ( aw yeah )
then you gotta make em big mad
ahhhh why you mad wit yo b-tch -ss
im from the trenches with my lil hood rich -ss
i just hit the highway making money you know the fly way
anybody hating we can catch a fade ( whats up whats up )
screaming f-ck 12 & the d.a all we kno is hustle and getting paid
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