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cheeks bossman - big bandz lyrics

[intro]
haha
you know i went to [?] for the jewels, right?
what i told ’em, [?] (one time)

[pre+chorus]
plain jane, take the glow off (i need that plain)
wear white, take the gold off (wrist)
lil’ n+gga wanna act out (what he wan’ say?)
my n+ggas wipe your nose off (slime, slatt)
i ain’t even tryna say much (nah, nay)
to the crib, take her clothes off (crib, take her clothes off)
look, i don’t wanna talk, bae (nah, i don’t wanna talk)
i be tryna knock your throat off ([?]), ha

[chorus]
oh, you big mad (you big mad)
’cause i got big bands (’cause i got cash)
wear the [?] i’m drippin’ (boy, that’s mine)
sippin’ lean, need a kick stand (on god, no cap)
i’m a star, i need a sixth man (star, i need a sixth)
boy, you afraid, keep a distance (afraid on gang)
and you know i’m the sh+t, man (boy, you know)
and your b+tch i been had (know i swear)

[verse 1]
[?] blow her back out (on god)
got wild, pull her tracks out (woo, on god)
she on a xan, i’m on the lean, we both finna pass out
told [?] bring the s coupe (told [?] bring the skrrrt)
told terry bring the racks out (told terry bring the cash)
i’m in paris tryna cash out (i’m tryna make somethin’)
boy play, he get maxed out (brrrt, bop)
ain’t got a chain, just a patek
boy, that’s a hunnid (know i ain’t cappin’)
pull out that ‘rari, [?]
boy, we can run it (i’m ’bout that action)
trap with the soap, mix with baking soda [?] a dummy (bigger, we whack ’em)
cashin’ that green, i’m wrapped in paper, boy, i think i’m a mummy (think i’m a mummy, yeah)
forty on me, no lackin’ (nah, brrt)
extendos, action (bow, bow), ha
pull up in the foreigns backed in
ain’t no show no backend (skrrt)
out of town, n+gga, we tax ’em (f+ck ’em, get it)
thirty what i’m askin’ (yeah, cash)
twenty on the drip, more fashion
urus lamborghini, i’m smashin’

[verse 2]
got a foreign, old rims on (skrrrt)
all black, threw some timbs on (yeah, i gotta go)
and the forty got a thirty clip (brrrt, brrt)
i’ma shoot, let the rim off (bop, bop, bop)
body bounce like the gym on
keep it nasty like kim on (who, kim?)
i got the fur, i made it pink and i’m feelin’ like cam’rom
i got my jewels on (ice)
been ballin’ like jim jones (callin’)
pull out the chopper, make your set dip
yeah, let ’em know the king home (kel+tec)
you know my ride the latest (skrrt)
i k!ll the pride on haters (why?)
yeah, i supply the neighbors (ha)
boy, i be flyer, the greatest (arrr)

- cheeks bossman lyrics

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