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big boogie - lifestyle lyrics

[intro]
god, i come to you (oh, god) with open arms open arms (with open arms)
i want to thank you for my career, my success, my daughter, my family (believe that)
keep us in your blood, amen (ej, talk to ’em big dude, thank you, jesus)

[verse]
i know i’m solid but they hate i am (i am)
i know some b+tches that ain’t living like they on the ‘gram (them b+tches catfish)
if i know you don’t f+ck with me, i can’t shake your hand (i can’t shake your hand)
we not brothers if you ever left me (uh+huh, uh+huh) in that jam (glrrrd)
i keep my distance from situations that show they hand (show they hand)
b+tches friendly for motion, they just might f+ck your man (f+ck your man)
don’t tell n0body your next move, ’cause people f+ck up plans (f+ck up plans)
my last b+tch gave up on me, that wasn’t apart of the plan (apart of plan)
glrrrd, how i earn my money, i been taking long rides (taking long rides)
slidin’ in that stingray (skrrt), that b+tch got some frog eyes (frog eyes, ha)
solid b+tch in dc, red and she all mine (all mine)
give my n+ggas thousand dollars for they hard times (grrt)
n+ggas envy ’cause they see a rich n+gga livin’ (rich n+gga)
i can do what i want to ’cause this a rich n+gga feelin’ (this a rich n+gga feelin’)
bad b+tch, she on me bad (ayy), she got rich n+gga drillin’ (rich n+gga drillin’)
i do donuts in my track hawk, b+tch (skrrt+skrrt, skrrt), this a rich n+gga spending (this a rich n+gga spending)
ap on my rollie, b+tch got colors up in it (colors)
some like some suckers up in it (suckers)
alaska flooded up in it (glrrrd)
yeah, big talk, rich talk (rich talk), talk that rich talk (yeah)
message from gotti, “it’s time to let them m’s talk” (ooh+ooh)
pistol in my skinny’s, baby, this my gin walk (glrrrd)
might smack the sh+t out of you, simple assault (shew)
is that how you talk? (talk)
is this what you want? (want)
i hate a extra b+tch (ooh), that lil’ b+tch got cut off (ooh+ooh)
i be high as a motherf+cker (high as a motherf+cker), fried like a motherf+cker (fried like a motherf+cker)
police pull me over (woop), i be lyin’ like a motherf+cker (lyin’ like a motherf+cker)
took my team from memphis, they been slidin’ like a motherf+cker (they been slidin’ like a motherf+cker)
every time i leave my b+tch, she be crying like a motherf+cker (crying like a motherf+cker)
[bridge]
see, i’m big dude (ha, ha)
i don’t play with no games, i ain’t friendly, i ain’t with none of that, n+gga (ooh+ooh)
you play with me, you gon’ get shot in your face, you gon’ lay there until i leave that b+tch
i’m big dude, cmg, gangland, let’s go (glrrrd)

[outro]
panoramic roof up in my maybach (skrrt, skrrt), b+tch, they know it’s us (benji)
any where we at, we enter, bet they b+tches leave with us (gangland)
i just left washington, on my mama, dc f+ck with us (dc f+ck with us)
name an entourage that f+ck with us (it’s red rum)
big dude (mm+mm)
i was that young n+gga everybody thought wasn’t make it in the streets, you feel me? (mm+mm)
i’m that young n+gga (da+da, da+da, da) that was asking n+ggas to wear they sh+t, n+gga, just to go impress a b+tch (da+da, da+da)
you hear me? (ha, da+da, da+da)
i’m that young n+gga that was broke as a motherf+cker, but i was stealing out of mama dukes purse (ooh+ooh)
you hear me? (da, da+da, da)
now my mama gettin’ 1000’s 50’s 60’s and sh+t (ha)
yeah, i’m big dude, n+gga (big dude)

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