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bigticket meech - "live" lyrics

aye, i ain’t wanna go to cl-ss wanted to get some cheese
i wanted to have a pocket full of blue sleeves
when i shoot the 40 kicking like it’s j-penese
just know i wet a n-gg- quicker then some jet skis

n-gg- ion talk a lot but made yo b-tch holla
she said i hopped in my bag like a good shopper
f-ck a big homie because we got some big choppas
got 223s in that b-tch can’t make it to the doctors

i do this sh-t fr but can you boys imagine
my n-gg- juice got more tools then inspector gadget
that metal stickin to my hip like i had a magnet
poetry show how they say a n-gg- get to snappin

my n-gg- you chasing hoes you a f-ckin ham
f-ck you mean we buy the rat b-tches amsterdam
me and my n-gg-s doing numbers like a math exam
my n-gg- pierce on the road more then traffic jams. n-gg-

(song chorus)

long live my brother tae r.i.p big bandz

stiff n-gg- but the bandz ah make yo b-tch dance
off a 4 feel like a n-gg- in some quick sand
i look like jordan when i shoot now watch me switch hands

f-ck that n-gg- on yo shirt dead n-gg-s in my pocket
runnin up these bit coins you can call me sonic
try to run off with that work get sent up like a rocket
i’m on yo b-tch head too but no f-ckin bonnet

i’ll blow a ham n-gg- like the food hot
we only shoot to legs and up like a tube sock
on my waist it’s two straps but more then two shots
a n-gg- look like tomb raider with these two glocks

6 mile but a n-gg- in the burbs with it
put heat to a n-gg- top like the perm in it
the robin jeans with the wings fly like birds n-gg-
tell yo b-tch hop on the wave and come and surf n-gg-

(yea n-gg- tell yo surf n-gg- she riding the wave like kalabanga n-gg-)

i’m big ticket get that sh-t for the low ticket

and you can call us fire men becuz the hoes with us
or you can say it cuz we sliding with the poles n-gg-
a couple shots to his top now his fro missing

lon ah paint p-ssy n-gg- his nick name davinci
he getting blood on them shoes he bought for 650
and i’ll still stomp a p-ssy n-gg- in these d-mn balencis
mistake us with potato chips how we be jumping crispy

black n-gg- white buffs i got vitiligo
im ballin jordan couldn’t check me b-tch i feel like ivo
my baby im a big dog and yo n-gg- shiloh
he only hard on the net n-gg- that’s a typo

yo b-tch gave me good brain you ain’t learn yo lesson
my n-gg- juice blessing hoes the big ticket reverend
r i p my brother bandz he know just where i’m heading
i bet you tae getting jiggy while he up in heaven

(song chorus)

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