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big yavo - ok cool كلمات أغنية

[intro: big yavo]
go
okay
okay, cool
look

[verse 1: big yavo]
say, all i know is wake up, get money, f_ck a b_tch later
movin’ swift inside these rick owens, these not chuck taylor
shawty see me, then she got shocked, look like she touch tasers
huh, i’m tryna get paper, f_ck, she got me frustrated
i keep missin’ count, order some and i put it in route
what’s your wig amount? okay, cool, i’m sendin’ it now
i just spoiled his b_tch, i know he sick and i know how to trick
i just piped the b_tch because i’m lit and he ain’t got sh_t
yeah, he ain’t got nothin’, i get the whole crowd with this one b_tton
shawty grown, her n_ggas a lil’ man, i call her ms. parker
cougar b_tch, whеn i get mad at her, i’ma just hit her daughtеr
thirteen ‘bows like steve nash, these n_ggas my sons like charles barkley
ball on them like vince carter, extra clips on me like i’m a barber
keep that sh_t on me like i’m a target, just went up and see i’m not bothered (ayy)
this draco hot lava, yeah, this sh_t here melt your skin
chopper bullets inside a handgun, you ever felt the fn?
yeah, this sh_t here bite like sharks, play, i throw a dart
lover boy, but this drac’ break hearts, ayy, picasso, ho, i’m art
ayy, dumb ass hit this block and pull up, shoot like marcus smart
punch, it be like floyd, i like lil’ shawty, she move on just like laura
move on just like jefferson, money in my pocket like mexicans
inside a honda, n_gga know i came from nothin’ to benihana
been a hundred, n_gga, know i came from squat to plenty money
[verse 2: nocap]
he a simp, take him from his son, call these n_ggas homer
wanna ball, soon they p_ss me off, swervin’, bendin’ corners
knocked off, i ain’t talkin’ lucas, shouldn’t have tried to join them
big dog, prices on you bros, a n_ggas tried to warn you
defense, never wanted safety, posted on the corner, defense
tryna get a play, i left red all on my socks
i was seventeen, i was all in like josh
uh, wide receiver option, either run or drop the dot
but soon he make a post, we turn him to a ghost
uh, uh, so hot that it melt, n_ggas save they self, you know how it get in the jungle
uh, my youngin hop out and swing that belt, you would think he was somebody mama
shoot in your circle, call that candies, it’s out of my hand, now they hoppin’ out on feet
he should have never been textin’, they diggin’ dirt where he rest at, caught his b_tch
wrist full of cuban links, got a cuban b_tch, we don’t even speak
i bought a drac’ for cheap, throw a party next door, we gon’ clear the street

- big yavo

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