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$weet-t - big distribution كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(make believe)

[verse 1]
big boss sh_t, my dog just pulled up in the ‘cedes
cold whips and hot ladies, movin’ work like it’s the eighties
team 6 choppers, we be rollin’ like the navy
yeah, i’m white and from the ‘burbs, but don’t think it’s all gravy
chopper put you in the grave, leave your ass pushin’ daisies
posted in the lab strapped up like it’s dayz
if you want me on your tape, you’re gonna have to pay me
tryna play around with $weet? you must be f_ckin’ crazy
the way i tote these chops, they should call me “$weet the sarge”
i’ll put a big stack of blues on your head just like marge
i used to play the outfield, but now i’m takin’ charge
they want a tape, lando told ’em i need two hundred large
[chorus]
big boss sh_t, my whole squad coppin’ cubans
tryna dodge the institutions, this that big distribution
playin’ with our pape’s a quick path to destitution
don’t n0body wanna pay ’til they pay the retributions
big boss sh_t, my whole squad breakin’ necks
now we all makin’ checks, so it’s all makin’ sense
go ahead, place them bets, this a guarantee we next
my shooter posted ’round the corner, he just waitin’ on that text

[verse 2]
big boss sh_t, i don’t even gotta say it
and we all bl!cked up, better watch how you play it
better watch how you play it, i don’t even gotta say it
yeah, my chopper ’bout to spray and that’s how we all layin’
thinkin’ we some l!cks, boy, who the f_ck you playin’?
cuddy quick to up the bl!ck and let that b_tch go super saiyan
gettin’ pressed by my clique, boy, there’s no recuperatin’
we all love shootin’ guns, that sh_t’s exuberating
i swear i stopped buying guns, they just keep duplicatin’
so much smoke in the room, you would think we’re fumigatin’
my custo dropped at 8:30, now he’s hallucinatin’
i’m ’bout to dip then barge back in the room dressed as jason

[chorus]
big boss sh_t, my whole squad coppin’ cubans
tryna dodge the institutions, this that big distribution
playin’ with our pape’s a quick path to destitution
don’t n0body wanna pay ’til they pay the retributions
big boss sh_t, my whole squad breakin’ necks
now we all makin’ checks, so it’s all makin’ sense
go ahead, place them bets, this a guarantee we next
my shooter posted ’round the corner, he just waitin’ on that text
[verse 3]
go ahead, place them bets, this a guarantee we next
hard work on our necks off hardware and connects
$weet buyin’ land and guns, i don’t be wearin’ my checks
i might take all your sh_t then hit the ‘gram and flex

- weet t

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