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bun b & statik selektah - t.b.a. كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1:bun b]
saying i’m bigger, i’m better blacker and i’m g’d up
sippin’ on courvoisier straight, and i’m treed up
shoot my sh_t like james harden, and now we treed up
bun k!lla and propain, you better speed up
we in the fast lane, got my foot on the gas, man
so roll, or get rolled over, we on your ass, man
i’m on your bumper like you towin’ me it ain’t sh_t that you really showin’ me, so recognize ain’t no hoe in me
i’m still that n_gga that catch a square and shoot the five
i go super live, you better hope that you survive
but once i get started, i don’t slow down
don’t be surprised if i knock a door down in your town
i’m certified, local, state, and o.t. action neighborhood, o.g
that n_gga know me, and he’ll tell you that i’m not the one
i came to chew bubblegum and whoop ass, n_gga, and
i’m outta go

[verse 2:propain]
yo, crazy motherf_cker they been askin’ bout. when he get to snappin’, give him sp_ce like an astronaut. i pass the block, can’t even pass the slab, you know he ragged the top. a trill n_gga hit the scene and had that b_tch pass him not. rappin’ n_ggas runnin’ around like they compared to ‘pac. your lame ass come around my hood and be a laughingstock
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we ain’t have no shorts, i took the savage riders
clutchin’ on spaz and i hoggin’, i ain’t passin’ shots
well, i ain’t up it, but my brother is
see, i’m the cash cow, i’m tryin’ to milk this 400 mil
see, he don’t really give a f_ck ain’t that n_gga love to see the highest paid n_gga shotgun it like he russell wills
stupid sh_t these east coast hoes love to use the kid
tip the driver extra blowin’ smoke off the brooklyn bridge
water on my chest, diamonds lookin’ like a pool to swim
money talkin’, i ain’t sayin’ sh_t if it ain’t lucrative

[verse 3:k!lla kyleon]
tied back on that big body bad b_tch with a thick body
vvs is on his body no cane but the stick by me
thumbin’ through it, got a rich hobby big bezel got the wrist poppin’
lewis wiley got a weak stomach need pelt, don’t wait, sh_t stoppin’
big trippin’, got your b_tch watchin’ all eyes on me, i’m 2 packin big racks in my two pockets. all four_field, need new pockets
pull up on ya cool title, let the money talk that’s the new topic
i’m the man, n_gga, i’m the man find a lie, that’s the true topic
ladies love me like cool james lamb truck, that’s the new thing hittin’ cones with your wu_tang balenciaga, no shoe strings
i’m a k!ller like ghostface but i ain’t rappin’ with the wu_tang
brown heart, that’s the mental man spot 20 bands on the new chain
big bill, blue 100 buns. hit chase, bang, make a money run
difference is, i ain’t chillin’ for it i just hustle hard and the money come
big bag, i ain’t breakin’ leaves like kaepernick, she gon’ take a knee
send a b_tch, get a quarterback
that’s big pepper, she gon’ pay the fee
yeah!

- bun b statik selektah

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