big nut (lil nutty) - moonshine lyrics
on the b+l+a+d, yeah oh we be
big pimpin’ up in nye
we be+
aye, big pimpin’
aye, huh, aye, hey scotty pippen
i was pourin’ double threes in yo p+ssy like scotty pippen
f+ck a mj, two three, i’m in the house, i’m whippin’
and i’m in the kitchen like deja vu, i’m cookin’ crack
yeah, where yo booty crack, i’m stuffin’ it with a bag
so we do not get pulled over by the f+ckin twelve
yeah i’m in this b+tch, i got a choppa, b+tch you goin’ to h+ll
i’m goin’ to god, b+tch i’m goin six feet
not no twelve
you a opp n+gga, but i bet you goin+ unh
in this b+tch i got my d+ck up in my hand i whip it to ya
baby got a choppa, i put whip cream on it, ooh
booya, booya, hallelujah
b+tch i got my b+lls on your forehead
and i’m livin’ in this b+tch, bout to get in yo bed
now you scared of a n+ggas peekin’ through thе window
in this b+tch, and i’m nasty, i got extendos
yeah i’m in this b+tch, i got my p+ssy up in yo nosе
i ain’t even got no p+ssy hoe
cause i got a d+ck, but i put it in my bootyhole
when i sit down cause that sh+t, it+ nevermind
b+tch i got my choppa and my head big, feel like megamind
i got blue sticks, and they red, and they yellow time
b+tch i’m hammer time, i got my pants on
lil b+tch, with my hand on it
and my+ uhh, i+ sh+t, d+mn
hold up man, hold up n+gga
hold up, unh, unh, unh, unh
feel like, lebron wit’ a ring
i got four in this b+tch cause i’m, on the a+team
in this b+tch, i got my p+ssy in my pocket
i bring a pocket p+ssy every day, n+gga
in this b+tch, i got my choppa, bring it back, i’m the hay
call up wit’ a stick, call of duty, b+tch i let it spray
in this b+tch, i’ma do it up like every f+ckin’ day
got yo b+tch, she on her knees, and yes i nutted in her face
i got aux cord in my ears, i cannot hear sh+t
i can’t hear a thing around me, but i’m suckin’ on my d+ck
cause i can, my legs are paralyzed
unh, b+tch i can suck my own d+ck
oh, there’s more on that muhf+cka?
ohhhh, the beat ain’t want me gone
b+tch i got a thong
but i wear it, it’s in my bootyhole
yeah, i got a wedgie from my thong and yeah you know it’s red
i just pulled up with some blues, and now the reds, they gettin’ mad
i don’t give a f+ck about no b, you know i’m c’d up
i be in this b+tch with some crips and i know i eat it up
heat it up, i’m really choppin’ in the bag
i ain’t gon’ stop
i’m gon’ pull up wit’ a glock
shoot you in yo f+ckin’ top
and this b+tch still goin’
it ain’t over but i’m f+ckin’ on
in this b+tch, i’m not g+y but i’m comin’ out the closet now
ooh, and i’m comin’ out the closet now
ooh, but i’m not g+y, but i’m comin’ out
i got n+ggas from the south
they gon’ shoot you in the mouth
moonshine, moonshine
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