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bigbabygucci - carolina blue كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
([?])
ayy

[verse 1: bigbabygucci]
f_ck the judge, my n_ggas know i never told (i never tell)
side b_tch do my laundry, i could never fold (i don’t do that sh_t)
stripper b_tch out in miami always keep the pole (ayy, thick b_tch, huh)
we doin’ walk_downs, drive_by’s, we don’t care if we leave him cold (ayy, ayy)

[verse 2: 10cellphones]
just went with gucci, totin’ sticks, no we can’t trust a soul (h_ll no)
i don’t tote no taurus, five_seven and we pull up four (pull up)
all this street sh_t in my blood, i can’t help it, it’s just how i’m born (i can’t help it)
this drug sh_t gettin’ boring, i been up since yesterday morning (godd_mn)
[verse 3: bigbabygucci]
i pull up with that sh_t, um (that sh_t, um), they know i’m important (yeah)
my junkie, he got big bands, he buyin’ dope like every morning (ayy, ayy, man)
i’m layin’ with a baby ‘k, they got me so scarred (so scarred)
this choppa paint a n_gga up and down, i turnt him to art (hoo_rah)

[verse 4: 10cellphones]
i had to call that lil’ b_tch a uber ’cause she got no car (no car)
countin’ racks in the kitchen man, it’s crazy i was p_ss_poor (cashin’ out)
now i f_ck around and spend a band in the shoe store (oh, god)
bathing ape with supreme and dior, this from new york (new york)
are you mad ’cause you down? f_ck n_gga, you should do more (do more)
put you up to ten_piece and i put that sh_t on, no heart (no heart)
lil’ b_tch say i’m funny, i am not no d_mn kevin hart (h_ll no)
lil’ baby eat me up without a question, i’m a d_mn star (i’m a star)

[verse 5: bigbabygucci]
spent a rack on shoes, d_dior, ain’t no [?] (yeah, yeah)
all these p_ssy n_ggas be hangin’ out, it’s a fed party (uh_huh, fed party)
why these n_ggas be talkin’ on this rick? they still owe me money (huh, yeah)
i’ma come down wit’ a real accurate stick, ain’t no [?] for running (huh, yeah)
i’ma beat the block like zaytoven
i do not say too much ’cause i still got some cases open (shh)
might poke her face, can’t have no ties, i got that ace on me (yeah)
still remember when they tried to move that weight on me (uh)
but i came back and got them timbs then i stepped on ’em (huh, yeah i stepped on ’em)
5.56, it look like jesus done wept on ’em (5.56, yeah)
shooters encrypted, they let [?] come through when they crept on ’em
i got me a check, no i’m not quan but i’m lil’ rich homie, ya dig? (ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy)

- bigbabygucci

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