
big $wift - wii jammin lyrics
[intro: big $wift]
ayy
ayy, look, ayy, ayy
ayy, tell my b_tch she— uh, ayy
it’s the southeast p, man, ayy, n_gga
this the story of a— ayy
ayy, ayy, i see you with that lil’ bbl lookin’ right
uh, double_l tights, right
ayy
[chorus: big $wift]
like you could be my b_tch, baby, you gotta play it cool (play it cool)
i’ma beat that p_ssy down, then you finsta play the fool (play the fool)
poppin’ perc’ 20s (perc’ 20s), i’m finna take me two (two)
i could f_ck your b_tch and rap better, i’d hate me too (n_gga)
phone ringin’, got the trap jumpin’, gotta make a move (brr)
hate the game and not the player, i don’t make the rules (rules)
wi jammin, with this lil’ b_tch eatin’ jamaican food (ayy, wi jammin)
sippin’ purple juice, gettin’ high since like middle school (ayy, look)
[verse 1: big $wift]
ayy, uh (look), i love to pop pills (love to pop pills)
older bad b_tch, lightskin like draya michele (yeah, look)
ten bands every month, sendin’ packs through the mail (ayy, through the mail)
have that lil’ b_tch suck my d_ck, but don’t kiss and tell (look, n_gga)
ayy, bae, i need to chill (ayy, need to chill)
i’m with chito pourin’ up fours, we up in the hills
dead homies, man, this lifestyle don’t feel real
dead homies, try to touch my chain, you gon’ get k!lled
dead homies, put the bread on him if he tweakin’ (if he tweakin’)
lightskin n_gga, b_tches think i’m puerto rican (but i’m not)
my b_tch say she love me, she always think i’m cheatin’ (think i’m out)
i don’t wanna f_ck your b_tch, don’t give me a reason (don’t get me mad, n_gga)
big_body benz when we pull up, we don’t fit there (we don’t fit there)
ice on my neck, sh_t lookin’ like it’s big ben (ayy, ice on my)
bad b_tch, pull into the crib with some big head (big head)
player n_gga, i just wanna f_ck hoes and get bread (ayy, get bread)
[chorus: big $wift]
you could be my b_tch, baby, you gotta play it cool (gotta play it cool)
i’ma beat that p_ssy down, then you finsta play the fool (ayy, n_gga)
poppin’ perc’ 20s, i’m finna take me two (ayy, look)
i could f_ck your b_tch and rap better, i’d hate me too (i’d hate me too, n_gga)
phone ringin’, got the trap jumpin’, gotta make a move (ayy, brr)
hate the game and not the player, i don’t make the rules (i don’t make the rules)
wi jammin, with this lil’ b_tch eatin’ jamaican food (ayy, wi jammin)
sippin’ purple juice, gettin’ high since like middle school (ayy, middle school, n_gga)
[verse 2: jakarta $lim]
ayy, she gon’ kiss me
tell the b_tch that she gon’ miss me
big_booty hoes ’cause i cannot do no skinny
if i want it, tell the b_tch she gon’ give me
i’m sippin’ henny with $wift, he ’bout to work me
more then, why these men start it?
b_tch, i’m workin’ hard in a wraith, i want the stars in
tell her play your part, gon’ see how far we rockin’
ill nana, to be honest, i don’t even see who callin’
see who callin’ me
i don’t know her, treat her like my property
pop it like you poppin’, must be poppin’ p
put that all on me
somewhere by the ssg, so shouts out the middle east, huh
[chorus: big $wift]
you could be my b_tch, baby, you gotta play it cool (gotta play it cool)
i’ma beat that p_ssy down, then you finsta play the fool (ayy, n_gga)
poppin’ perc’ 20s, i’m finna take me two (ayy, look)
i could f_ck your b_tch and rap better, i’d hate me too (i’d hate me too, n_gga)
phone ringin’, got the trap jumpin’, gotta make a move (ayy, brr)
hate the game and not the player, i don’t make the rules (i don’t make the rules)
wi jammin, with this lil’ b_tch eatin’ jamaican food (ayy, wi jammin)
sippin’ purple juice, gettin’ high since like middle school (ayy, middle school, n_gga)
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