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bbg baby joe - wipe ya nose lyrics

[intro: bbg baby joe]
let me
let me f-ng-rf-ck the glock
dubba-aa flexin’
i wan’ shoot ’em first
nah, let me do my sh-t, n-gg-
let me shoot ’em first
you know that bag in this b-tch
i wan’ shoot ’em first (b-tch, i’m tryna get rich)
same topic (so your lil’ partner, he gon’ be my lick)
i wan’ shoot ’em first (b-tch), man, f-ck
this is the sound

[chorus: bbg baby joe]
now wipe your nose and clear him off, be ’bout your business, b-tch
sh-t, he was talkin’ out his head but he wasn’t ’bout his sh-t
see them lil’ youngins out they mind, yeah, they gon’ slang that b-tch
but i’m the sh-t ’cause in the city i been doin’ this
sh-t, catch him slippin’ do him nasty, we gon’ leave him dead
this draco hold fifty and everything flying up in it
sh-t, lead burn, just be cool before i bust your melon
i heard that bag in the air, b-tch, that’s a big blessing

[verse 1: bbg tyler]
i heard that bag on his head, so b-tch, i’m tryna catch it
big -ss glock, and when i up, you know that i’ma stretch it
i’m out my top, i’m out my mind, i’m tryna bust his melon
bbg be the new thing, my whole gang deadly
chizzle out his top, he tryna walk down on an opp
and three been out his mind, he say he ready to slang iron (yeah)
and when we up, we go to hitting, all you b-tches dying (yeah)
get out your body, i’m gon’ bake your -ss, up with this nine (b-tch)
don’t do no talking, i hit k!llswitch (hit)
diddy bopping on you b-tches, on that gang sh-t
throwin’ fours on you hoes, i’m wide than a b-tch
up that b-tch and go to hittin’, now that’s the k!llswitch

[verse 2: bbg baby joe]
said lead burn, just do your thing, b-tch, i’ma grab your tool
b-tch, i’m the grinch that stole christmas with this thirty-two
bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, he can’t get away
sh-t, that’s another crime scene, another baby face
backed the f-ck out your big dawg, i know that he ain’t real
should wipe his nose ’cause on my end, you get paid for a k!ll
i fell in love with glocks but the f&n better
them blue tips, that thirty stick’ll tear down whatever
b-tch, bbg, we the new thing
sh-t, nba and 4k trey, we gang gang
b-tch, bbg, we the new thing
sh-t, nba and 4k trey, we bang bang

[outro: bbg baby joe]
man, tyler, how the f-ck you shot him first?
come on, man, you be trippin’, son
this is the sound
man, ain’t no ho, man
man, man, i seen you shoot first
three ain’t shoot that, man, you did that
man, come on, man
i’m still gettin’ the most money, sh-t, ooh
i ain’t a ho, what, you wanna do somethin’?
i f-ckin’ shot him first
f-ck, i’m tellin’ my mama, haha, tellin’ her

- bbg baby joe lyrics

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