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big k r i t – 1986 lyrics

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[hook:]
like it was 1986, yeah i’m back b-tch
big money, subwoofer reignin savage
it was 1986, yeah i’m back b-tch
mc 24 crawling through the traffic
it was 1986, yeah i’m back b-tch
rolling clean, h-lla screen, digi-dashed it
it was 1986, coldest year ever
mama coulda cut me out the womb but she knew better

[verse 1:]
digi my dash, this for the playas
that got them some golds and copped them some gators
fresh than a motherf-cker i knew what it took
the thing that i’m givin’ you couldn’t get out a book
now don’t be trickin’ no hoes, don’t be lendin’ your
ride
and if you f-ck, wear a rubber cause they burnin’
inside
if it don’t pay what ya askin’ then you wastin’ yo time
if you can’t get you no old school don’t go f-ckin’
with mine

[hook]

[verse 2:]
watchin’ for jackers, scopin’ for law
they go to hatin’ when i’m basin’ cause i sw-ng and i
crawl
scr-pin the wall, rubbin’ the curb
a chef with the whippin’, my trunk shaken and stirred
i got a fetish for chevys, a itch for the dollar
on the hunt for a freak, down to f-ck if she swallow
i be poppin’ my collar til i’m dead in a tomb
h-ll, i been poppin’ my collar since i fell out the
womb

[hook]

[bridge:]
it feels good to have it
knowing that i did what i could
it feels good to have it
i put the leather on top of the wood
it feels good to have it
i rode chrome all around my streets
it feels good to have it
to see it, to need it, to grab it
feels good to have it

[hook]



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