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big low - purp (freestyle) lyrics

[disclaimer: this was a freestyle so i copied down the lyrics as best as i could from hearing it over and over again so the words will not be perfectly exact]

5 hunnit dolla bag tht michael kors, go sit down and have a couple coors, rhyme so dope i should go on tours goodn thing i had time to record dis ride ya b-tch like a f-cking horse. rubbing on her (cli-tore-is) her p-ssy hairy like a forest. rollin round in a ford taurus, all leather sun roof 4 doors.ya broke -ss couldn’t afford this, step on the gas pedal n-gga floor this. im not that sure u can endure this im a bad-ss like chuck norris. i spit real sh-t so absorb this, spillin secrets like ya porous, can’t understand get a thesaurus, ugly ho, julie borys. 5 fat blunts and a coupe mores, yall make campfire songs,ya smores. slit ya neck till the blood pours. and ya fall down on all fours. i got my wifey and a couple wh0r-s u dont belong here f-ggot your a tourist

haha that was a bad one im not being mean i just really like to have fun. strap wit a gat gun rollin round down wit a pack and a fat one. punch you out till u clapped done. hoes gotta smash one, p-ssy -ss b-tch sweet like ya cinnabun. this is finna done. its almost over, large boxes; range rovers, u talk so much sh-t i need a bulldozer, drunk drivig make u pull over,yall g-y -ss n-ggas gonn stay sober. im a lucky -ss n-gga like a 4 leaf clover, show up on ur doorstep, no sweat, u can call me jahova. your a pushover you a f-ck n-gga if u tryna get the hands then u f-cked n-gga. 45 millimeter, my glock; ya 2 centimeters, small c-ck. better watch ya self, dont talk sh-t, or
ill grab my 9 and c-ck and then u get shot b-tch, didn’t wanna pop it
but when he getting on my nerves, i put him in a he-rs-, pop sh-t and get served ,polygamy mothaf-cka u can call me a turk, u can call me a jerk, put in work i never rehe-rs- , i get the b-tches who thirst, who wanna pop sh-t motherf-cker whos first? rolling good blunts nig i need a puff should i make a third verse or
is this enough. im going triple
platnum like im ghosts and stuff.smokin on this doobie getting roast and stuff poppin out our heat like we toast and stuff. good girl sweet but this is enough

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bustin 9s and poppin bottles we f-cking b-tches that super models, these hoes they love the alcohol tho, chiquita speak like mexicano, donde esta ir el baño? f-ck that sh-t im italiano, put him in the dirt like piano piano, i ain’t done get andiamo

you a shoulda coulda wouda pr-ck witt a 2 foota d-ck nothin gooda in the hooda b-tch, imma k!ll a snitch lay em out blunt force trauma musta put him out thats what u get when u talking like a clown, and i dont mean funny hunny im a turtle you a bunny, im a newbie old timer at the same time sonny
man it ain’t about the money keep it 3hunna buddy and if u get scared go grab your thunder buddy dry -ss raps better add some b-tter buddy, here a thudda thudda dudda duddy. i f-cked ya b-tch, and she call me big daddy buddy, you as soft as silly putty and ya girl really sl-tty suck me off like a nutty b-tty till i bust a nutty buddy. cut the cuddy mudafuddy you ain’t funny rip a bong all day n night you can call me kid cudi buddy

- big low lyrics

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