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big hoss - frank lopez lyrics

f+cked a b+tch, got painted nails, they assumed i was f+ggot
she was hot like the spoons off a heroin addict, dared them to have it. i started keeping receipts. i’m spitting hard on this beat like i was missing some t++th. keep ideas sparking heat like a blunt full of kief. yeah your b+tch call me santa n+gga i’m just hung like a wreath

got these b+lls you could gargle to heater going off barking i ain’t talking marmaduke. b+tches wearing tight pants, so lonely n+ggas gawk at you. i’m phony i don’t give a f+cking sh+t like a hawk would do. what’s good boo, all my shirts hawaiian. my diamonds bleeding p i ain’t talking torn hymen. spliff pack with moss farther cut got me flying man it’s big hoss harder than some nut when it’s drying

my dad said hе ain’t want me like some pizza crust., but i’vе been spitting sh+t since i came out the uterus. shawty f+cking asking me what i need to bust. i like my fingers sucked like fat b+tches l!cking cheeto dust. i know your mad man i see the hate loathing. your girl mouth on me like i was some bape clothing. she say i’m beethoven cuz i ain’t hearing that. my dad must be a magician, disappearing act

go ahead and say i’m spitting fallacies cuz half these b+tches whole personality is weed. b+tches with chokers hoping that they life end. token reggie all day i don’t mean that one black friend. they just sad like the lives of married men like a dime next album fantano give me 10. beat timing so immaculate i’m having it how i’m here rhyme spitting like pre+ej+cul+te. i ain’t acting it back cracked as chapped lips b+tches dip the spliff tip quick as the wax would drip. easy to make bars when you spit this way a lot of b+tches curve me like how my d+ck is shaped. sick i love when b+tches tryna teach me in bed. my d+ck just has some questions off the top of his head. cop it instead i’m huffing various gases only f+ck with smart shawties that be wearing them glasses. dip my nuts into her mouth like precarious baggage. living passive, these b+tches thinking i’m spitting fire like a dragonnnnn these nuts across face ass and her back end

memories stay haunted like my past coming back to me. b+tches never talk to you like they got a nut allergy. bottled up her nipples and i sold it at some canned hoe. she told me i love crystals so i told her i was thanos. different colored skin lingering showing off tan lines. only f+ck with fingering like i was throwing gang signs. co+rs+ and fine, i’m back to being refined, what’s the point of living life n+gga if it’s not mine

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