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big mali - drunk lyrics

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[intro]
ayy (ooh, ah)
ayy (ah, ooh, ah)
go (ah, ah)
check my footwork (ah, ah)
check my footwork (ah, ah)
check my footwork (ah, ah)
ayy, check my footwork

[chorus]
ayy, check my footwork, how i been steppin’ on these broads (come here)
stompin’ so hard, you would think i’m from the yard (go)
i live in they head, b+tch, you would think i’m a garage (f+ck)
when i get furious, i go fast when i get in them foreign cars (come on)
ayy, casamigos ’42, these b+tches h+lla drunk (uh+huh)
we in the club and b+tches actin’ tough (woo, woo)
you knuckin’ if you buck (come on)
you know lil’ bruh, he got somethin’ in the truck (yeah)
my n+ggas keep it tucked (brrt)
and if you with your gang, then twist your fingers, n+gga, throw it up (gang)

[verse 1]
throw that sh+t up in the air, these b+tches on our d+ck (uh+huh)
we with the models, poppin’ h+lla bottles and you know they thick (for sure)
we in the section, b+tches gettin’ messy, kissin’ on they bestie (ooh)
it look s+xy, shawty tryna test me, i just told her, “text me” (no cap, ayy)
b+tch, we outside, all summer, ’24 (come on)
give a f+ck about a n+gga ’cause this sh+t been on the floor (uh+huh)
in the section with my b+tches drinkin’ don julio (drunk)
and if you lookin’ for the gangster, then you know i’m with your ho (come here)
i might f+ck the bottle girl, i don’t even care (uh+uh)
she bad as f+ck ’cause she got long hair (come on), shake just like a player
and my brother holdin’ up his cartier (ice), b+tches love to stare (ice, ice, ice)
we on the couch ’cause n+ggas know we here (yup), they won’t even dare, the f+ck? (brrt)
[chorus]
ayy, check my footwork, how i been steppin’ on these broads (come here)
stompin’ so hard, you would think i’m from the yard (go)
i live in they head, b+tch, you would think i’m a garage (f+ck)
when i get furious, i go fast when i get in them foreign cars (come on)
ayy, casamigos ’42, these b+tches h+lla drunk (uh+huh)
we in the club and b+tches actin’ tough (woo, woo)
you knuckin’ if you buck (come on)
you know lil’ bruh, he got somethin’ in the truck (yeah)
my n+ggas keep it tucked (brrt)
and if you with your gang, then twist your fingers, n+gga, throw it up

[verse 2]
ayy, parkin’ lot pimpin’, n+ggas lookin’ for they b+tches, huh (she here)
know she with lil’ bro, she in the scat, she gettin’ busy, huh (come on)
after hours, p+ssy power, b+tches gettin’ devoured (woo, woo, woo, woo)
she been dancin’, need to take a shower, know that p+ssy sour, ugh (ew)
after that, it’s to the room, know we finna yoom
bro been trickin’ on her attitude (come on), time to pay your dues (pay up)
i know you could never try to fix your ho (no), but bronem finna screw (come on)
actin’ classy, b+tch, we know you ratchet, b+tch, we know you rude (haha)

[chorus]
ayy, check my footwork, how i been steppin’ on these broads (come here)
stompin’ so hard, you would think i’m from the yard (go)
i live in they head, b+tch, you would think i’m a garage (f+ck)
when i get furious, i go fast when i get in them foreign cars (come on)
ayy, casamigos ’42, these b+tches h+lla drunk (uh+huh)
we in the club and b+tches actin’ tough (woo, woo)
you knuckin’ if you buck (come on)
you know lil’ bruh, he got somethin’ in the truck (yeah)
my n+ggas keep it tucked (brrt)
and if you with your gang, then twist your fingers, n+gga, throw it up (gang)
[outro]
casamigos ’42, these b+tches h+lla drunk (h+lla drunk)
and if you with your gang, then twist your fingers, n+gga, throw it up (throw it up)



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