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jay fizzle, big scarr & big moochie grape - dust town livin كلمات الأغنية

[intro: jay fizzle]
big rack
fizzle
f_ck goin’ on
(hitkidd, what it do, man)
gang, gang

[chorus: jay fizzle]
uh
smokin’ backwoods, but i don’t smoke no paper (paper)
ballin’ real hard, man, i feel like will chambers (ball)
f_ck on your b_tch ’cause i know you’re a hater (b_tch)
ice on my neck and wrist look like a glacier (ice)
whole lotta bread on me, feel like a baker (baker)
don’t gotta ask me, i’m strapped with that laser (bah_bah)
yeah, that b_tch bad, but i ain’t finna take her (nope)
yeah, yeah
count up these racks ’til my motherf_ckin’ thumb hurt (flex)
flexin’ so hard, man, this sh_t got my arms hurting (big talk)
smokin’ exotic, this sh_t made my lungs hurt (haha)
shots out the drac’, n_gga play at the concert (fah_fah)
we f_ck on his ho, but we go get palm first (b_tch)
don’t gotta ask, b_tch, you know that we on (i stamp that)
don’t f_ck with n_ggas, these n_ggas be bums (f_ck ass)
[verse 1: jay fizzle]
last n_gga played, put his face in his lap (nope)
lil’ homie hopped out his strap with the tommy gun (fah_fah)
i front my lil’ homie, i gave him them racks (racks)
quay got the drop, and the stick, and went got it done (gang)
we get the za by the motherf_ckin’ packs (zaza)
d_mn, this sh_t quick, then we got get another palm (dope boy)
ballin’ hard, b_tch, i feel like i’m steve nash (wow)
ice on my body, i shine like the phoenix suns (ice)
new diamond chain, man, it filled up with cl_sters (woah)
i got two b_tches, they f_ck on each other (d_mn)
glock on my hip, man, we always together (glocky)
off white jeans same color as some b_tter (off white)
n_ggas be hatin’, man, these f_ck n_ggas envy (they wack)
you know i’m caked up, you know i got plenty (rich ass)
we hit yo’ block with the motherf_ckin’ semi’s (hit yo’ block)
just like ice cube, b_tch, i’m all ’bout them benji’s (big rack, yeah, yeah)

[chorus: jay fizzle & big scarr]
smokin’ backwoods, but i don’t smoke no paper (paper)
ballin’ real hard, man, i feel like will chambers (ball)
f_ck on your b_tch ’cause i know you’re a hater (b_tch)
ice on my neck and wrist look like a glacier (ice)
whole lotta bread on me, feel like a baker (baker)
don’t gotta ask me, i’m strapped with that laser (bah_bah)
yeah, that b_tch bad, but i ain’t finna take her (nope)
yeah, yeah
count up these racks ’til my motherf_ckin’ thumb hurt (flex)
flexin’ so hard, man, this sh_t got my arms hurting (big talk)
smokin’ exotic, this sh_t made my lungs hurt (haha)
shots out the drac’, n_gga play at the concert (fah_fah)
we f_ck on his ho, but we go get palm first (b_tch)
don’t gotta ask, b_tch, you know that we on (i stamp that, woah)
don’t f_ck with n_ggas, these n_ggas be bums (f_ck ass, frozone)
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[verse 2: big scarr]
woah (woah), let’s go (let’s go)
i got these hoes in ‘n out at the concert (concert)
i drive the scat, k!ll the curb like i’m joe dirt (joe dirt)
every n_gga rooting ’cause seein’ my b_tch purse (b_tch purse)
live by extortion, run out for no reimburse (woah)
water k!ll me ’bout to be as big as his feelings hurt (his feelings hurt)
these n_ggas miserable, but perc’ and the wock’ got me feelin’ invisible (invisible)
reach for these chain, leave a n_gga (leave a n_gga ass) in critical (in critical)
tuck the ar in the club like it n_gga ‘n ’em (n_gga ‘n ’em)
turn this b_tch to a massacre
choppa do tricks, n_gga, abracadabra
any wrong moves, it gon’ be a disaster
n_ggas hate on me ’cause i blew ’em past
smokin’ dead opps to the face, i don’t pass
in d from the back, off the ass, make her pass out (woah)
now she sleep with her ass out

[chorus: jay fizzle & big moochie grape]
smokin’ backwoods, but i don’t smoke no paper (no paper)
ballin’ real hard, man, i feel like will chambers (feel like will chambers)
f_ck on your b_tch ’cause i know you’re a hater (know you’re a hater)
ice on my neck and wrist look like a glacier (a glacier)
whole lotta bread on me, feel like a baker (pancake)
don’t gotta ask me, i’m strapped with that laser (bah_bah, woah)
yeah, that b_tch bad, but i ain’t finna take her (nah)
yeah, yeah
count up these racks ’til my motherf_ckin’ thumb hurt (flex)
flexin’ so hard, man, this sh_t got my arms hurting (big talk)
smokin’ exotic, this sh_t made my lungs hurt (haha)
shots out the drac’, n_gga play at the concert (fah_fah)
we f_ck on his ho, but we go get palm first (b_tch)
don’t gotta ask, b_tch, you know that we on (i stamp that)
don’t f_ck with n_ggas, these n_ggas be bums (gigantic)
[verse 3: big moochie grape]
drum on the drac’ and i shoot like a juggernaut (juggernaut)
trap spot hot, got j’s runnin’ in and out (in and out)
runnin’ in and out with them ‘bows in my mama house (yes, sir)
blew flew with the drugs, n_gga, we ain’t never runnin’ out (yes, sir)
use to be broke, b_tch, yeah, i got money now (got money now)
vvs on me dance just like bobby brown (bobby brown)
dump a whole hunnid field like i scored a touch down (touch down)
all my opps high when they out, then a n_gga get rushed down (grrt, grrt)
two hundred k on big moochie (bling blaow) bust down (bling blaow)
youngins og on the dust town (dust town)
b_tch checking n_gga channel, say somethin’, my n_gga hushed down (n_gga hushed down)

[outro: big moochie grape]
ayy, mane, you know we hog tie (hog tie) and we’ll get a n_gga hog tied
mane, you know what’s up, mane (on my mama, n_gga)
dust town, hundred round, n_gga (f_ck hundred round sh_t, n_gga)
let’s go
(what it do, man)

- jay fizzle big scarr big moochie grape

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