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afn peso - big pes lyrics

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[verse 1]
we out the trenches like durkio
rose gold prezi, white [?] the first of those
spotted out a opp, he had a party, make sure it’s him
i think i wanna make 100 m’s, i’m sure i can
you notice me and notice that i sink before i swim
always had hoes but now i’m the showman
plenty fans touching hands, plenty tan rubberbands
you said i can’t, i know i can
you wanna doubt me, go ahead
always to myself, i don’t relate to n+ggas
couple shooters in the cut but i don’t pay for n+ggas
heard he caught him on a blitz and had to stretch him
that was a rookie move, my boy he know i’m a veteran
you know thеse chains gon’ hang, gon’ bling in they faces
this monеy changed my life, i ain’t trading no places
you woulda thought my momma had a honor student
look how i grab the glock and just know how to use it
you wouldn’t ride the bus with me but wanna f+ck me in that big thang
she’s a gold digger, she don’t care about your d+ck game
shoot him in his face if he play with peso good name
i’m a business man so i don’t care about your hood name
[hook]
big pes, my sh+t up 100 g’s (big pes)
big pes, my sh+t up 100 p’s (yeah)
big pes, show these n+ggas they ain’t me (they ain’t me)
sorry momma, i ain’t never made the league but i’m still ballin’

[verse 2]
ask the labels, they be still callin’
what’s the point of a pj if i ain’t getting on one?
what’s the point of a hater if they don’t speak?
always got a problem with keeping another [?]
shame on you
shame on you (lame)
they wanna sell you change cause fame owe you
wanna point they finger like they know you
i be focused on the job without no adderalls
cutting groupie b+tches off and all them tag alongs
was in the field forreal i coulda made a madden song (yeah)
you would think a n+gga signed like what i’m having on
remember we was thuggin’, had no options but we made a way
i make it look easy because i don’t let it defeat me (facts)
talking to god, know i’ma chop it up with jesus
trap in a dodge, just call me 2012 jeezy

[hook]
big pes, my sh+t up 100 g’s (maybe)
big pes, my sh+t up 100 p’s (big dawg)
big pes, show these n+ggas they ain’t me (they ain’t me)
sorry momma, i ain’t never made the league but i’m still ballin’
big pes, my sh+t up 100 g’s (facts)
big pes, my sh+t up 100 p’s (yeah)
big pes, show these n+ggas they ain’t me (uh uh)
riding dirty in a caddy long sleeve



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