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bambino gold - big boss lyrics

[chorus-bambino gold]
big boss, i drip sauce when i walk
i drip syrup when i talk
big stacks, i got b-tches on the track
i got b-tches flyin’ with packs
big racks, i can’t get enough of that
you know the kid got stacks
i used to be, broke
but i ain’t never going back
me and money got attached

[verse 1-sancho saucy]
i’m thinking pulling out the wraith
got stars in my ceiling
at the garage i be peeling
i just dodged the penitentiary, goodness grace
big -ss smile on my face
i just beat another case
i’m stuffing money in the safe
i got hoes, and they working outta state
imma make these n-gg-s hate
i’m putting sauce in they face
i’m dripping, flavor
and i got a lot of paper
i got hoes in atlanta selling p-ssy in decatur
i’m a, pimp
i talk slick to a b-tch
paid a thousand for these kicks
i’m in the club with my stick
i’m a, boss
you can tell it when i talk
vvs’s in my mouth, i spit out diamonds when i talk

[verse 2-bambino gold]
north miami, me and mula counting mula
riding maybach uber
shoutout my jeweler
my ex can’t, stand me
cause my new b-tch plotting
i look like new money, i just bust out the wrapper
definition of a trapper, you looking right here at him
can’t n-body do it faster
i can count a mil backwards
half a pint in my cup, that’s a millionaire’s soda
bad b-tch wanna f-ck, she throw it back, i’m goin’ fold her

- bambino gold lyrics

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