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scum lord d!zzy – big guap كلمات اغاني

[hook]

big guap
i told my fam i’m a fan of the tip top
big rocks
i spent some bands on the band of my wrist watch
b_tch stop, none of you n_ggas impress me
and all ya’ faker than wrestling

[verse]

i’ve been vibin’ on the low
perfect timings all i know
keep it bottled for the show
throw diamonds ’cause i really glow
has to scatter all these phony bro
f_ggots ain’t wanna see me grow
always got love on the road
now it’s a dub for a show
but when i hit the town i know it’s more
b_tch better double that hoe
ya’ club want me to come host
so b_tch better triple that you know i ain’t into that
unless he gone pay to promote
grab the whips, grab the iz now come on
me and the gang in the road
ya’ b_tch feel a way ’cause she know
we turn up the vibes from the go
we wylin’ and driving the boat
she want my c_ck to slide down her throat
most of the times i say noooo
i don’t want wreck any homes
if the lil’ b_tch consistent then n_gga then listen
i take her down that’s for show
i just can’t show deny all her goals
getting sucked on and f_cked by a pro
when i touch her she gushing below
had her bussin’ and touching her toes
threw that ass up and f_cked on the stove
now she bragging her ass really grown
and you couldn’t do it, now you looking foolish
and begging her baby come home
drop her off on the way to the doe
[hook]

big guap
i told my fam i’m a fan of the tip top
big rocks
i spent some bands on the band of my wrist watch
b_tch stop, none of you n_ggas impress me
and all ya’ faker than wrestling

if tory lanez really shot meg
he got a little d_ck and a hot head
he need his ass beat, and some hot lead
hit in both feet and tell him drop dead
’cause i had enough fake jhits on they drake sh_t, how they get ahead
fake accents, basic acting, face it f_ggot you are not dread
n_ggas pop smoke and got pop dead
wanna drop folk but never shot feds
or a pedophile or zimmerman who just k!lled a child, not a drop shed
of blood, but you yelling out blood, screaming out ‘cuz
n_gga stop that
yo chill, now anger is built, so f_ck how they feel i’m a hard head
don’t give two f_cks on what a cop said, or a rapper just ’cause he got bread
most the n_ggas real sittin’
in a jail, or been k!lled been k!lled so ya’ block dead
i capitalize off the truth, you step in the booth there’s nothing but lies said
you cap a lot ’cause you fools, say it sound cool, ’til you on the ground dead
[hook]

big guap
i told my fam i’m a fan of the tip top
big rocks
i spent some bands on the band of my wrist watch
b_tch stop, none of you n_ggas impress me
and all ya’ faker than wrestling

- scum lord dzzy

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