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fatboy biggz – under attack lyrics

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{intro]
big b3, n+ggas know how the f+ck we rockin’
gang, gang, gang
but i gotta keep it a stack
i feel under attack
yuh, yuh

[bridge]
b3 goin’ stupid
i cannot fall in love with none these b+tches
the f+ck do i look like? my name is not cupid
what’s that shining on my wrist i think that’s a ruby
b+tch i’m a slime ball i feel like i’m nudy
f+ck the judge b+tch i can’t f+ck with judy
my glock in my purse cuz’ i love to treat her like my juvie

[chorus]
if the feds come around then i’m doin’ the dash
cuz’ them piggies they stay on my ass
i know you mad that i didn’t call you back
but i’m sorry lil baby i was gettin to a bag
if that n+gga play b+tch then i’m uppin the mat
have him runnin’ like he good at track
but i gotta keep it a stack
got that glock by my side, i feel under attack
[verse 1]
he tried to run up and he caught a face shot
play i show you how much this baby k got
glock made that boy do thе hopscotch
my cousin used to hide work in the muhf+ckin’ crockpot
why you poppin yo’ sh+t? cuz’ i’m feelin mysеlf
why these hoes on my d+ck? cuz’ she lovin’ my wealth
but i can’t entertain, rather stay to myself
took some racks out the bank, spent a band on my belt
ooh ooh ooh
ooh ooh
yuh
i don’t do subliminals
i got murder on my mind i feel like a criminal
they tryna copy, them boys not original
said her new n+gga better? that boy one dimensional
i’m receiving these lessons, i’m not feeling spiritual
biggie not kendrick i’m not getting lyrical
n+gga run off our mind then it must be a miracle
(gang, gang, gang, gang)
yuh, yuh

[bridge]
b3 goin’ stupid
i cannot fall in love with none these b+tches
the f+ck do i look like? my name is not cupid
what’s that shining on my wrist i think that’s a ruby
b+tch i’m a slime ball i feel like i’m nudy
f+ck the judge b+tch i can’t f+ck with judy
my glock in my purse cuz’ i love to treat her like my juvie
[chorus]
if the feds come around then i’m doin’ the dash
cuz’ them piggies they stay on my ass
i know you mad that i didn’t call you back
but i’m sorry lil baby i was gettin to a bag
if that n+gga play b+tch then i’m uppin the mat
have him runnin’ like he good at track
but i gotta keep it a stack
got that glock by my side, i feel under attack (buh buh buh buh)

[outro]
big b3
n+ggas know how we rockin’
gang



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