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big yavo - like this lyrics

[intro: big yavo]
(ayo, sam, what it is, fool? let’s run it)
go

[chorus: big yavo]
ayy, baby, you gotta know the sauce to have nights like this (you do)
i think you gotta know a boss to have nights like this (baby, you do)
you need a toothbrush and a floss to get it white like this (white)
get inside the pot, scr_pe the sides just like this (scr_pe)
you better watch the sh_t you say ’cause i might pipe your b_tch (for sure)
just text my phone, baby can’t call me, even like my pics (don’t do that)
bald head bullies like the dad off my wife and kids (huh)
and if my girl keep stayin’ down, i’ma wife my b_tch (ice)

[verse 1: big yavo]
ain’t buyin’ no ring or sh_t, i’ma ice her wrist (her wrist)
baby, you gotta take my spirit to catch flights like this (flights)
can’t put your trust inside that n_gga, he just might be a snitch (rat)
i call your phone and you don’t answer, ho, you suckin’ d_ck (freak)
this ain’t no lucky sh_t (huh), but i’m a clover boy (clover)
ridin’ with this big draco, no soulja boy (no soulja)
reach for my chain, give you a halo, thought i told you, boy (thought i told you)
monclear with the carti’ loes, white lows, i’m sellin’ hard (white)
i bet my last on a four, gamble like beau rivage
and i’m the owner, but i drive like it’s a stolen car (skrrt)
i put my foot back on they neck, n_gga, i’m goin’ larger (larger)
in that little time you take a break, n_gga, i’m goin’ harder (i’m goin’ harder)
you know he 12 and still shop, n_gga, you law & order (you law & order)
and all these n_ggas, they my sons just like charles barkley (charles barkley)
yeah, all these n_gga, they my sons, i need to go to maury (huh)
i’m in the car ridin’ with a red b_tch, look like ferrari (like ferrari)
that mean my b_tch a lil’ lil’ barbie in g wagon barbie (go)
her head so crazy, she just made me pull her over and park it (f_ck)
[chorus: big yavo & bossman dlow]
ayy, baby, you gotta know the sauce to have nights like this (sauce)
i think you gotta know a boss to have nights like this (know a boss)
you need a toothbrush and a floss to get it white like this (you need some floss)
get inside the pot, scr_pe the sides just like this (scr_pe)
you better watch the sh_t you say ’cause i might pipe your b_tch (i might pipe her)
just text my phone, baby can’t call me, even like my pics (bae, don’t do it)
bald head bullies like the dad off my wife and kids (big za, michael)
and if my girl keep stayin’ down (yeah, yeah), i’ma wife my b_tch (wife)

[verse 2: bossman dlow]
you gotta get that sh_t off quick to get lit like this (n_gga)
you gotta be gettin’ dogsh_t to take a pic’ like this (yeah)
you gotta bounce back from a loss if you wanna be a boss, n_gga
you gotta break your f_ckin’ arm to get your wrist like this (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
yeah, and i got my own sauce, ain’t gotta ride no wave (yeah)
huh, you wanna boss up your life? b_tch, you better behave (yeah)
i got the old school sayin’, “boy, he off the chain” (p_ssy)
i see these n_ggas hatin’ behind these thousand_dollar shades
yeah, i ain’t scared to spend it, baby
if you want it, get it, baby (come here, baby)
how the f_ck he got the sauce? he ain’t even got no chicken, baby (no chicken)
pull up lamb’, red guts
get that money, it’s a must (yeah)
and my pockets stuffed crust (stuffed)
i give zero f_cks like russ (russ)
blue face carti’ buss
where my money? i’m in a rush
i ain’t f_ckin’ with these n_ggas, n_ggas ain’t f_ckin’ with us (yeah)
keep the crackers off my trail, i keep switchin’ up my car
you keep playin’ in that water, you get ate up by a shark
you can come and eat with gang, baby, you ain’t gotta starve
i’m in a double_r drivin’ like i ain’t tryna see tomorrow (tomorrow)
[chorus: big yavo & bossman dlow]
ayy, baby, you gotta know the sauce to have nights like this (big za)
i think you gotta know a boss to have nights like this
you need a toothbrush and a floss to get it white like this
get inside the pot, scr_pe the sides just like this
you better watch the sh_t you say ’cause i might pipe your b_tch
just text my phone, baby can’t call me, even like my pics
bald head bullies like the dad off my wife and kids
and if my girl keep stayin’ down, i’ma wife my b_tch (i’ma wife my b_tch i’ma wife my b_tch, i’ma wife my b_tch)

- big yavo lyrics

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