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blorg - big city 3 lyrics

chorus + cricket
behold the cricket type to go shoot up the mall
i get money everyday, i just get it all
i’ma erase you off this earth, and y’all know i make y’all fall
got some guns with switches, monitors, ain’t ’bout that hall
big city rock star, i be seeing stars though
25 hitters in a vault, and they gon’ follow
don’t mess with the greens, ya, we’ll smoosh you, avocado
rifle on my back, like a pena alverado

verse 1 + bill
what a big ego for a flame this small
kick it up a thousand while we hit it in the mall
concert operatic and sporadic up in carnegie hall
priming is the timing, i’m the brother of paul
fast watch, caught it, paint blotch (ooh+wa+ah)
hang on to the side, whеn you hang upon that crotch (so+wal+lah)
mining night, but it’s top notch (oh+wall+ah)
going in the cave, it’s a rave (don’t folla)

vеrse 2 + gramma
i just hit it big
babushka, but i take a big swig
vodka, shotta, h++rd it like a pig
ordered up a fig, while i hit him with my sig
dark shotta, no big winnings
alcohol, tonic and ginning
prayer up, boy, you sinning
bigger game, hit him wit the ball, fifth inning
chorus + cricket
behold the cricket type to go shoot up the mall
i get money everyday, i just get it all
i’ma erase you off this earth, and y’all know i make y’all fall
got some guns with switches, monitors, ain’t ’bout that hall
big city rock star, i be seeing stars though
25 hitters in a vault, and they gon’ follow
don’t mess with the greens, ya, we’ll smoosh you, avocado
rifle on my back, like a pena alverado

verse 3 + tilly
tilly the filly+hating comic comes in
smashing all the bottles of tonic and gin
you want a little smirk, well you ain’t getting a grin
every time you lose, i feel a little win
slashes of passing the rainbow road
running this room, still unopposed
when you be lacking, i take the lead
tilly sipping upon gallons of h+lla mead

verse 4 + alice
it’s a piece of junk, in a f+++++g range rover
starting yt trends as a m+++++ f+++++g poser
it ain’t ramadan, why you fasting no kosher
murder in the streets with no m+++++ f+++++g closure
i hit it, getting wily
foxy, cause i’m slyly
kicking the mama’s bucket
cause she thinks of me highly (highly)
chorus + cricket
behold the cricket type to go shoot up the mall
i get money everyday, i just get it all
i’ma erase you off this earth, and y’all know i make y’all fall
got some guns with switches, monitors, ain’t ’bout that hall
big city rock star, i be seeing stars though
25 hitters in a vault, and they gon’ follow
don’t mess with the greens, ya, we’ll smoosh you, avocado
rifle on my back, like a pena alverado

- blorg lyrics

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