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mini boom - big fan كلمات أغنية

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[intro: nems]
yo, bing_bong
yo benny, what up?
i just tried to open up those beats from, uh, mini boom, nahmsayin?
and it says, uh, i need access to the google file drive
i hate that google f_ckin’ drive sh_t
if you could, have ’em resend ’em, but like, um, mp3s
so i can just open this sh_t right up, nahmsayin?
and just play it right from my truck, mad easy

[verse 1: nems]
bing_bong
f_ck your life, stupid (dummy)
coney island, we outside, you heard? (don’t ever disrespect me)
yo, douse, douse, that’s a mini boom (bong)
energy changes when i’m in the room (the f_ck is up?)
oh, you ridin’ ’til the wheels fall off? (skrrt)
well, i’m here to pop your inner tube
got that gunther you call a wife on an interlude (ew)
she f_ckin’, suckin’, and swallowin’ (every day)
you screamin’, runnin’, duckin’, and hollerin’ (oh my god)
while we outside, buckin’, dumpin’, and firin’
don’t be mad, ups is hirin’ (go do that)
your sh_t garbage on the trashest level (p_ssy)
i’m on the belt parkway blastin’ metal (yeah)
past the ghetto
told me, “go to h_ll”, and i smacked the devil
i’m out here doing the lord’s work (lord’s work)
sell a bundle to the pastor right before church (take that, take that, take that)
i’m at the fyl store movin’ more merch (yup)
told shorty, keep suckin’ ’til your jaw hurts
[chorus: ot the real]
yeah, i’m soundin’ like a hitman (hitman)
your baby mama is a big fan
and you’ll get your whole sh_t ran (c’mere)
playin’ too deep in the streets like quicksand

it’s like quicksand
your baby mama is a big fan (she a big fan)
(oh yeah)
i’m soundin’ like a hitman
i let ’em sink in the quicksand

[verse 2: ot the real]
yo, fresh over the george washington (what’s good?)
violent offenders do 85% (d_mn)
i got the drop on your man ’cause he went live again (oh yeah?)
the yolk ate away and caved his whole sinus in (oh my god)
i’m such a coke server (coke server)
you’ll know if the meth’s in it, that’s a nose burner (oh yeah)
i been sellin’ cookies like the broke berner (berner)
‘cept i went and got it out the water like a boat burglar (like a boat burglar)
she a throat gurgler
i might joke, sure, but i’ll get your folks murdered (facts)
have ’em pull up where you at, that’s road service (road service)
you don’t want smoke like a broke furnace (think about it)
got the mini boom in your livin’ room
plug only had fetty percs
i said, “f_ck it, give it to ’em” (f_ck it, give it to ’em)
you better get in tune ’cause the clock’s tickin’ (clock’s tickin’)
they get too icy and they start slippin’ (woah)
[chorus: ot the real]
yeah, i’m soundin’ like a hitman (a hitman)
your baby mama is a big fan (mini boom, what up?)
and you’ll get your whole sh_t ran
playin’ too deep in the streets like quicksand
(f_ck around and find out)

it’s like quicksand
your baby mama is a big fan (uh_huh)
i’m soundin’ like a hitman (ot the real)
i let ’em sink in the quicksand
(i don’t do too much)

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