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big yavo - webbie flow كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
i’m finna keep it as trill as possible on this b_tch
yeah, the trill young savage way (lj)
purple

[verse 1]
now, baby, come give me that top just like a headset (come give me that top)
shawty ate that d_ck so long, she got my bed wet (baow, baow)
hopped out the bed, couldn’t even walk, i had the dead legs (cramp)
crib around the corner, but for santa, i’m waitin’ on fedex (baow, baow, i’m waitin’ on fedex)
i’m waitin’ on this box right now (this box), i can’t wait ’til it touch down (i can’t wait)
get outside your body and get loud, i bet you in your mouth
i suggest you calm your ass down
call the plug, we on the last pound
i know i’m the coach, but l’ma clip you, catch you out of bounds (clip)
don’t call my phone ’bout no city sh_t, i’m out of town (nope)
don’t care about that muggin’ whеn you broke, n_gga, you gotta frown (broke)
i was just broke, but i ain’t trippin’, b_tch, i got it now (thеm racks)
you ain’t gotta call, if he was dissin’, n_gga, gun him down (tightin’ down)
n_gga, i ain’t sendin’ no hits, i’d rather itch (p_ssy)
pull up by myself, scream, “help,” then hit his ass with switch (you hear a brrt)
i throw a dress on with a wig, i walk down like a b_tch (come here then, ho)
b_tch, it’s big yayski, i’m the sh_t, been f_ckin’ hoes and kids (for sure)
b_tch, i was broke, i hurt my wrist, i had to ice this b_tch (i had to ice this b_tch)
baby, you so fine, let me bite your ear, i’m on some tyson sh_t (i’m on some tyson sh_t)
uh, sellin’ these ‘bows, rockin’ these shows, i’m startin’ to like this sh_t (i’m startin’ to like it)
my face card clean, pull up right now and i’ll swipe this b_tch (i’ll swipe it)
[chorus]
ayy, pants low, afro, no shirt, blowin’ purp’ (i’m blowin’, i’m blowin’, ha)
i’m not a star, i’m just a regular old hood n_gga (i’m just a regular old hood n_gga)
vip, doin’ shows, f_ckin’ hoes (i’m f_ckin’ hoes)
n_gga, i used to have gold, but now i’m finna go back diamond mouth (i’m finna go back diamond mouth)
a half of runtz, pack of blacks, whole pound of thraxx
presidential sh_t, p_ssy n_gga, i’m at obama house (y’all know i ain’t goin’ back)
murder weapon, got a flat back on the 9, i ain’t lyin’ (grrt)
that fully sticky, it hold a whole motherf_ckin’ hundred (ayy, on god)

[verse 2]
ayy, think before you move ’cause you don’t wanna move wrong (no, you don’t, nah)
send your hitman, n_gga’ll pull that tool on him
frrt, frrt, frrt, sound like a broom, don’t it? (for sure)
b_tch, i’m the largerst, what’s happenin’? come on, tell me, who want it? (i’m the largest)
who really want this sh_t? (who want it?), in the hood like my motor gettin’ fixed (my motor)
i know i’m fat, but ’bout that bread, i’ll push up on you quick (i’ll push up on you)
ayy, ’bout that cheese and about that bread, baby, i exercise (i work out)
i ain’t trippin’ if it’s petty, but if it’s big, b_tch, i can’t let it ride (i can’t let it)
like the girl that sued the l!ck, leave that four, but spend that sack at fifth
i just spent a fifth at saks, i can’t front you, might not get that back (i might not get it)
my plug keep throwin’ bricks, i think this n_gga kin to shaq (on me)
bae, you missin’ credits, don’t arch my enemies the way you bend your back (the way your bend it)
bae, how you do that sh_t? (how you do it?) i ain’t even know you knew that trick (i didn’t know)
p_ssy so d_mn good, i might just crash, i need to sue this b_tch (i need a demo)
been married to the game, gave her a ring, put on a suit and sh_t (bae, we married)
i put on the cape, fly to the trap, tryna get super rich (b_tch, on granny)
[chorus]
pants low, afro, no shirt, blowin’ purp’ (blowin’, blowin’, huh)
i’m not a star, i’m just a regular old hood n_gga (just a regular hood n_gga)
vip, doin’ shows, f_ckin’ hoes (i’m f_ckin’ hoes)
n_gga, i used to have gold, but now i’m finna go back diamond mouth (i’m finna go back diamond mouth)
a half of runtz, pack of blacks, whole pound of thraxx
presidential sh_t, p_ssy n_gga, i’m at obama house (y’all know i ain’t goin’ back)
murder weapon, got a flat back on the 9, i ain’t lyin’ (grrt)
that fully sticky, it hold a whole motherf_ckin’ hundred

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