big boy gang - what da blunt lyrics
[verse 1: henrick tanner]
i don made this sh+t you fell off can’t explain this sh+t
i might pay your b+tch just to prove she ain’t made for this
many bigger sh+t the choppa leave his body limp
why you hate me? sh+t, if you were me you’d slay for this
that cryppa g+y for me i’m pushin’ p he pays for me
i’m off everything i’m walkin’ round with luther king
how you buyin’ plays i know your ass does not get payed
this that full of snakes our reefer make your body shake
[verse 2: lil smelli]
aw what’s up cuz i’m thuggin’ all day long
she says stupid sh+t said “what is you, my mom?”
and i pulled up in a limo like it’s prom
got that skrilla on me i send you to mars
i go crazy hit that boy out of the park
rap game sammy sosa got dope like like barry bonds
my b+tch pentecostal can’t be missing’ church tomorrow
swear whеn i pulled up the priest lookеd at me like i was god
[verse 3: sp+nk liar]
you better run i uppercut you to the sun
my bars so heavy swear this sh+t be weigh a ton
i got 12 girls for every gage of my shotgun
ahead of my time so i call you my grandson
uh
im gonna make your mind erase
got more heat than a fire place
retaliate annihilate
sp+nk liar prison breacher
payed less than a highschool teacher
sell cds behind the bleachers
you know i’m that lizard creature
[verse 4: ladnon]
uh, what the blunt?
your b+tch stinks so i’m l!ckin’ her c+nt
your b+tch thick so i’m gonna cum bruh
boys pull up so i said what’s up
d+ck on your b+tch yeah she a sl+t
laundromat lit that sh+t was nuts
hopp just spilled some lean from his cup
your words are lame that sh+t was tough
skirtin’ all day that sh+t was rough
b+tch let me know i was enough
ops got me put me in cuffs
b+tch i’m fitted up in american eagle
f+ckin’ with minors that sh+t illegal
b+tch i’m a loner don’t f+ck with some people
makin’ this green sh+t like a [???]
last name juice my first name is beetle
[verse 5: hopp]
i just pulled up in this b+tch with my gun
yeah that’s your b+tch why she call me the one?
i got that b+tch and a hundred on hun
whatchu want f+ck b+tch i’m the one
i just pulled up in this b+tch with my gun
i got that b+tch and she f+ckin’ for fun
i got the racks and she call me the sun
i got that cash now she pass me the blunt
like no
f+ckin’ that hoe and pou’in the 4
feds whent down now there’s lean on the floor
had that b+tch tweakin’ yeah yo b+tch a wh0re
f+ckin that b+tch cuz i wanted more
packwoods and lean got me feindin’ for more
i f+ck that b+tch now she a wh0re
i got that gun now b+tch open the door
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