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amirsaysnothing – big star lyrics

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[hook]

big star, big car
graduated, i go hard
yes i did, no i know more
ya ain’t nothing til ya show far
in the sky till in mars
and all my written got big bars
graduation, f-ck around
i don’t, no more

[verse: 1]

making moves, they just make memes
taking drugs, i take dreams
oscar winner, got great scenes
big support, i got great beams
big love, we ain’t on the same team
walking in, with a great lean
trunk popped and the paint green
man, the world is mine, and it ain’t clean
life a dream when ya wake up
shake weight, get ya weight up
start today, can’t wait up
put the haze up, get a shape up
while my chick do her make up
half of it, better bake up
run like you tonto
ojin’ in a bronco
i’m pic-sso, gotta get to it pr-nto
i’m an apostle
spit the pentecostal
like soprano, my whole sh-t luciano
that’s how the f-ck i feel it
life in a nutsh-ll
bet ya can’t conceal it
looking at it, this the real it
and you tell by how i feel it
if i was a drug, you could deal it
selling my tunes like a bando
hand to hand though
and i stand though
get a grand dough
play piano, while ya b-tch hold a candle
on stage with my shirt off like i’m muhf-ckin’ rambo

[hook]

big star, big car
graduated, i go hard
yes i did, no i know more
ya ain’t nothing til ya show far
in the sky till in mars
and all my written got big bars
graduation, f-ck around
i don’t, no more

[verse: 2]
kids hand my mom cds
i gotta get a house i can live on trees
more wins, what the h-ll i be
more premium than a dvd
100 dollar cd
hussle man, i’m nipsey
jameson to get tipsey
pbr, whiskey
haters listen just to diss ne
excuse me b-tch i’m number 17 on the list
if you ain’t heard that sh-t, you probably can’t hit me
its so absurd to be
a nerd that’s needs to observe ya see
from watching travie going off
10 years later i’m the boss
gym crasher so on
gold flakes in my apple sauce
cough
gotta get this allergy off
allergic to not k!lling
human weapon concealing
f-ck a viking, i’m a hopewell t-tan
you make it off a biting, i invoice you in crayon writing
i play sold out crowds, i am so d-mn loud
got b-tches on my d-ck, they are so d-mn proud
ego trip like wow, man i’m off that pow
act like i know n-body
sungl-ss in my hotel lobby, can’t control me prollie
dollie, camera, what’s the answer
sh-t ya pamper, i just cure ya cancer
number one since like like a pimp from david banner
ugh

[hook]



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