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haystak - big ass whiteboy lyrics

you seen that big -ss whiteboy? let that be the joker to start up some sh-t.

b-tch it’s: h-a-y-s-t-a-k
haystak mak million
but if you can’t remember all that, b-tch then just call me
big -ss white boy
now that you know who i am, check this out
i’m a time bomb tickin like tick, tock
i’m a 13 year old with twin glocks
i’m the streets that decide if you ball or not
i’m the rubber band around every ballers knot
i’m the judge and the jury when you f-ck with me
i’m the pin in the grenade, go on pull it and see
i’m a target, everybody got a bullet for me
but i’m a tough kid and aint n-body bullyin me
i’m a battle ship, take the banana clips
i’m 150 bricks, over 5 thousand zips
i’m a fire truck, back up and let me through
i’m ecstacy, more sensational and deadly too
i’m a preminition, deja vu
i’m a human being mothaf-cker, just like you
i’m the sedatives you take when you need some rest
i’m the pills that you pop just to ease your stress

i’m a
big -ss white boy
(i’m down for whatever. we can do it when a pen and a pad, or we can do it with a strap on the street. i don’t give a f-ck)
big -ss white boy
(i’ll have all y’all b-tches hooked up to machines n sh-t. sound like a bunch of dump trucks backin up, keep playin)

now i’m a c-dub affiliate who’s not with that silly sh-t
i’m brilliant, i’m mr. mak million
and i’mma vent my f-ckin anger till there’s nothin in the chamber
i’m the board, the booth, the mic, the pen and paper
i’m the blood and the sweat of every independant rapper
i’m the fugitive runnin, who refuses to be captured
i’m that tatoo on your neck that’ll let these b-tches know
who you are, where you’re from, every f-ckin where you go
i’m that strap under the pillow, that dead bolt on the door
that voice in your head that says: f-ck em, let’s go to war!
i’m the reason that that gaurd dog is chained out back
barkin when he sees intruders like: “daddy, go get the mac!”
i’m breakin news
i’m a rave reveiw
i’m a rock and a hard place. either way, you lose!
i’m a head-on collision doin 75 (tires screech, cars crash) n-body survives

[hook:]
i’m a
big -ss white boy
i’m the leaves on the trees
i’m the stripes on the street, c’mon
big -ss white boy
ain-ain-ain-ain’t nothin shakin but my god d-mn car keys
big -ss white boy
i’m the leaves on the trees
i’m the stripes on the street, c’mon
big -ss white boy
ain-ain-ain-ain’t nothin shakin but my god d-mn car keys

i’m a mad man with a maniacal mind
i’m the beginning of the end, i’m a sign of the times
i’m an anomaly, you’re no problem to me
i’m a 4 time vet, you’re a prodigy
i’m a son, a grandson, a father, and a brother
i’m paranoid, “all of you f-ckers are undercover!”
schizophrenic, you’re dealing with four people
i’m good one second and then i just turn evil
i’m a straight up cat, i hate a snake and a rat
i’m a threat to say the least, let’s just leave it at that
i’mma stand by my word type, same puffin herb type
represent these whiteboys who livin that dub life
(cracker) i’m a (hoogie) i’m a (wedo) i’m a (devil)
i’mma kill you if you pull out that 38 special
i’m a white boy till they throw me in the ground
white boy, ha, hold me down now

big -ss white boy
i’m the leaves on the trees
i’m the stripes on the street, c’mon
big -ss white boy
ain-ain-ain-ain’t nothin shakin but my god d-mn car keys
big -ss white boy
i’m the leaves on the trees
i’m the stripes on the street, c’mon
big -ss white boy
ain-ain-ain-ain’t nothin shakin but my god d-mn car keys
big -ss white boy

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