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juice wrld – big swag [full studio session] كلمات اغاني

[intro]
yeah
mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm
yeah, yeah
on that b_tch, drip
on that b_tch, ball
in the studio, had to turn my phone off
working for a new car, i’ma hit a burnout
just to make these n_ggas mad, yeah i go all out

[chorus]
on that big swag
on that big sauce
on that b_tch, drip
on that b_tch, ball
on that big swag
on that big sauce
on that b_tch, drip
on that b_tch, ball
hater mad, hater really p_ssed off
do your dance on they ass, make ’em p_ssed off
on that big swag
on that big sauce
on that b_tch, drip
on that b_tch, ball
on that b_tch
[post_chorus]
young rich n_gga drippin’ and flexin’
young rich n_gga run up a check
young rich n_gga drippin’ and flexin’
young rich n_gga run up a check

[verse 1]
fallin’, all my shots be fallin’ (they be fallin’)
like spalding, the way a young n_gga be ballin’, yeah (i be ballin’)
love dior so much, f_ck a price tag (rich)
i need everything on the shoe rack (yeah, yeah, yeah)
richer than a b_tch, i can’t go back (yeah, yeah, yeah)
wavy n_gga, f_ck a durag
and f_ck yo crew, yeah
i heard they scared to shoot, yeah (ya dig?)
and i heard they all be on the same sh_t
hatin’ the basic, lookin’ at the money they ain’t makin’ (ya dig, ya dig, ya dig)
sauce on ’em, drip on ’em, ball on ’em, yeah
sauce on ’em, drip on ’em, ball on ’em, yeah

[chorus]
on that big swag
on that big sauce
on that b_tch, drip
on that b_tch, ball
on that big swag
on that big sauce
on that b_tch, drip
on that b_tch, ball
hater mad, hater really p_ssed off
do yo dance on they ass, make ’em p_ssed off
on that big swag
on that big sauce
on that b_tch, drip
on that b_tch, ball
on that b_tch
[post_chorus]
young rich n_gga drippin’ and flexin’
young rich n_gga run up a check
young rich n_gga drippin’ and flexin’
young rich n_gga run up a check

[verse 2]
d_mn, would you look at the time (tick tock)
the whole wide world is feelin’ the vibe (ya dig?)
sit down, buckle up, it’s a long ride (skrt, skrt, skrt)
this a sp_ceship, all hands inside (skrt)
zoom (out here), past the hate
in the room (in the room), gravitate
from your doom (from your doom), to a new day (to a new)
i pour you up some lean, with some d’ussé
not a role model, i just know how it go (know how it go)
do this for the kids, yeah the fans at my shows (fans at my shows)
if she don’t love you, let her go, he a hater let him know
then throw them hundreds in the air, and turn up the stereo (rich rich rich)

[chorus]
on that big swag
on that big sauce
on that b_tch, drip
on that b_tch, ball
on that big swag
on that big sauce
on that b_tch, drip
on that b_tch, ball
hater mad, hater really p_ssed off
do yo dance on they ass, make ’em p_ssed off
on that big swag
on that big sauce
on that b_tch, drip
on that b_tch, ball
on that b_tch
[post_chorus]
young rich n_gga drippin’ and flexin’
young rich n_gga run up a check
young rich n_gga drippin’ and flexin’
young rich n_gga run up a check

[verse 3]
yeah, i need a full red
run up on me, you dead
you [?] get shot in the head
b_tch, i don’t f_ck with feds
i’m tryna f_ck, yeah
tell that b_tch open her legs
i do not f_ck with feds
take this gun to the head
designer my clothes, yeah
designer my drugs, yeah
designer my hoes, yeah
xanny, perc, yeah
xanny, percocet, it feel perfect, yuh
dumping on yo set, n_gga f_ck it
i’m with all the f_ck sh_t
so hard, can’t function, yeah
i pop pills, til’ i f_ck up my stomach, yeah!
give her pipe, til’ she call me a plumper, yeah!
he go dumb on that sh_t, i go dumber, yeah!
run up on me, that .40’s a dumper, yeah!
i’m a dog with this sh_t, yes i hump her, yeah!
i go shoot b_tch like iman no shumpert, yeah!
i pop xans, i do perks, that’s for comfort, yeah!
run up on me, then you better take cover, yeah!
.40 on me, get to shooting, get to bussin’, yeah!
sick of n_ggas, starting taking robitussin, yeah!
ain’t with fighting, ain’t with fussin’, ain’t with tussling, yeah!
run up on me, chopper causin’ an eruption, yeah!
huh, clip up in my pants, like an erection, yeah!
freestyle, boy, this sh_t look like perfection, yeah!
got my hand on my money and my weapon, yeah!
i got first to you, that b_tch sloppy seconds, yeah!
huh, money, p_ssy, power, that’s a preference, yeah!
open up, like a christmas present, yeah!
i’m a king, you’s a goddam peasant, yeah!
run up on me, .40 teach you a lesson, yeah!
huh, you ain’t getting money, get to steppin’, yeah
huh, never in my life have i felt threatened, yeah
huh, pop pills and the pain lessons
but, i don’t learn lessons, yeah!
ha, ha, ayy
pull up on the scenes, i need my weapon, yeah!
huh, made another day, it’s a blessing, yeah!
huh, let’s go on a date, up in heaven

[post_chorus]
young rich n_gga drippin’ and flexin’
young rich n_gga run up a check
young rich n_gga drippin’ and flexin’
young rich n_gga run up a check

[verse 4]
[?] off the drugs, in the [?]
i was taught to rob the plugs, taught to steal
if a n_gga in our way, he get k!lled
huh, that’s for real
huh, that’s for real
f_ck how you feel
it’s all about the dollar bills
if i get locked up, no i won’t squeal, uh
that’s for real
i don’t remember what happened anyway, i was off of the pills
for real
yeah, yeah, yeah
choppa on me, big dog
you want beef, then you need to get your steaks off
pockets fat, no diet b_tch, rick ross
r. kelly, with these hoes, they be p_ssed off, yeah
sippin’ on the crystal
vvs up in my wrist, just like some crystals, huh
ballin’ hard like chris paul
you n_gga funny to me like chris rock (chris rock, chris rock)
bullets sharp [?], like on guard, ha, ha
break yo back, then yo heart, yeah
huh, nina in the truck, i’m gon’ spark it
roll that weed up and spark it
two hits, then i’m dancing with the martians
yeah, like marvin, huh, ayy
look, i’m the chief, i’m the sergeant, yeah, ayy
only one of me, f_ck a squadron
i feel like future, hendrix i’m honest
i’m just being honest
purple passion
hit from the back, d_mn
then she backspin
why you capping?
i know red coach
like what’s brackin’?
that’s on god, i go hard
put that on my squad
.40 on me, bodyguard
he’ll tear you apart
you get stomped right in the yard
tear your mans apart, ion know why he start
dread my head just like i’m coolio
ballin’ like i’m rubio
catch me in the newest whip
f_cking on the newest ho
balling out like kobe, oh
huh, make the gun sing
that b_tch look like ovo

[post_chorus]
young rich n_gga drippin’ and flexin’
young rich n_gga run up a check
young rich n_gga drippin’ and flexin’
young rich n_gga run up a check

[verse 5]
put that knife around my heart
.40 with a dart, i’ll tear yo ass apart
put that on the gang
yeah, i put that on the squad
i put that on god
i put that on god
i’ma get rich, yeah
every godd_mn, going down, going hard
huh, pull your card
huh, .40 on me i don’t need no bodyguard
huh, f_ck the second place sh_t, i’m taking charge, huh
yeah, you’ll get stomped like the yard
that’s on god, on allah, huh
yeah, on my gang, on my squad, oh my god
i go hard, ha, yeah, ayy
that’s just how it is
that’s just how we are (that’s just how we are, that’s just how we are)
that’s on god
oh my god
yeah, i go hard
yeah, that’s on god
yeah, i take charge
yeah, i’ma f_ck yo b_tch up in my front yard
yeah, doing percs up in my front yard
yeah, oh ménage
yeah, ménage à trois
yeah, she drop her top
yeah, to give me top
yeah, that’s on god, huh
yeah, yeah, baby, that’s on god, huh
yeah, yeah, i cannot deny
i’m so different, i ain’t like those other guys
you should listen, to all of they other cries
they not like i, huh, ayy
they fake n_ggas up in this b_tch

[post_chorus]
young rich n_gga drippin’ and flexin’
young rich n_gga run up a check
young rich n_gga drippin’ and flexin’
young rich n_gga run up a check

[outro]
you know how it goes
fans at my shows
let him know
ya dig

- juice wrld

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