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hivemind - if u know u know lyrics

(don saulo on the track)

[hook]
big bank, call me big poppa (oh!)
big daddy to the lil’ mamas (mama!)
slim waist with a big bottom (bottom)
red whips but it’s blue dolla’s (blues!)
big rims with the big bodies
posted with the big ballers (hoe!)
and now he says he ain’t a clique hopper (no!)
man, face it, you a flip-flopper
hunters, k!llers and robbers (baow!)
i pop my semi like i pop collars (pop it)
gettin’ sloppy from ya own daughter
we some maruaders
big bank, call me big poppa (oh!)
big daddy to the lil’ mamas (mama!)
slim waist with a big bottom (bottom)
red whips but it’s blue dolla’s (blues!)
big rims with the big bodies
posted with the big ballers (hoe!)
and now he says he ain’t a clique hopper (no!)
man, face it, you a flip-flopper
hunters, k!llers and robbers (baow!)
i pop my semi like i pop collars (pop it)
gettin’ sloppy from ya own daughter-

[verse]
turn the lights on, get the hoes out
bring the gang in, light the smoke and blow it out
where the shooters at, you know how i’m going out
put the glock up to his temple, what you know about?
california brothers, yeah they know me in the street
so i’m a california k!ller, yeah i’m heavy with the heat
never sober, crash the rover with the hammer on the seat
they know i’m the f-ckin’ boss so i’m gon’ make ’em talk to me
i’mma drill her, maybe k!ll her show her sum’ she’s never seen
told her that i loved her, kick her out like f-ckin’ leave
broke her heart, and now she really wanna f-ckin’ murder me
make her chase me through the forest in the luscious evergreens
what you need? she a fiend, that’s a real f-ckin’ downer
if she just turn eighteen i give her d-ck like an allowance
man, these b-tches pull me over, treat me like i’m robert downey
and the way i k!ll that p-ssy they gon’ put me up for bounty
shoot it out the movin’ whip, man, that’s a h-ll of a shot
alerting all my homies when to pull up to ya spot
i know you know i’m coming, and i know you talk a lot
but ya mama never told you don’t be someone that you’re not
jewels on my wrist, got some gems in my t–th
cuban links and platinum plaques only things i’ll ever need
i’m alone up in my rari so i’m pushing full speed
if you know you know, that’s word to pusha t
i just paid the bill, ring me up another please
i got my baby and my homies waitin’ on both sides of me
i need my high tops in yellow, mail it to my monticello
if you know you know my st–z, i’m a mutant, donatello
sip scotch like sinatra, keep a pistol, james bond
i’m skatin’ through the city call me f-ckin’ tony hawk
take your seats cl-ss, i will give you all my time
teach you how to treat a king, nah, how to serve a god

[hook]
big bank, call me big poppa
big daddy to the lil’ mamas
slim waist with a big bottom
red whips but it’s blue dolla’s
big rims with the big bodies
posted with the big ballers
and now he says he ain’t a clique hopper
man, face it, you a flip-flopper
hunters, k!llers and robbers
i pop my semi like i pop collars
gettin’ sloppy from ya own daughter
we some maruaders
big bank, call me big poppa (oh!)
big daddy to the lil’ mamas (mama!)
slim waist with a big bottom (bottom)
red whips but it’s blue dolla’s (blues!)
big rims with the big bodies
posted with the big ballers (hoe!)
and now he says he ain’t a clique hopper (no!)
man, face it, you a flip-flopper
hunters, k!llers and robbers (baow!)
i pop my semi like i pop collars (pop it)
gettin’ sloppy from ya own daughter
we some maruaders

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