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big homie $lim - jihad lyrics

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[verse 1]
every morning right when i wake up i roll the dutch
i’m dropping this sh-t too rapid these boys cannot keep up
and you know what it is, bighomie handling in his biz
spitting these flows from within, i plot and scheme for tha yen
you p-ssies cannot contend, you p-ssies playing pretend
i’m in the field with the sh-ts, and you claim you toting 9’s
you said you f-ck with them bricks, but i never seen it
you more close to a b-tch, you talking all that bullsh-t
nah i ain’t seen the full clips, i ain’t seen a wig split
catch me up in the alley rolling dope in my spliff
how i’m coming up wuick, i need to stak em the chips
i said i’m kent in the booth, flossing out on a b-tch

[verse 2]
i get the piff, i split the stick, i roll it up
i blow the sh-t and now i’m fly
i’m walking tall, i’m k!lling sh-t, i told you hoe
i grind, it’s do or die
who am i? bighomie puffing holy
hoe, i’m smokin’ 5
you n-ggas off, ya sh-t soft
i’m goin’ dumb, i’m sh-tting on these guys
i got ya b-tch, she f-ck with me
she loving me, my head between her thighs
the mac is back, i blow the sac
then spit that crack, i never told a lie
i spit the truth, i flame the booth
ne sense in even trying to f-cking try
b-tch i’m loose, i’m in tha coupe
i’m smoking till my brain is fryed



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