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rick ross - b.m.f lyrics

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i think i’m big meech, larry hoover
whippin’ work, hallelujah
one nation under god
real n-gg-s getting money from the f-cking start

i think i’m big meech, larry hoover
getting work, hallelujah
one nation under god
real n-gg-s getting money from the f-cking start

my rolls-royce triple black, i’m getcha ho
balling in the club, bottles like i’m ichiro
rosã©, that’s my nickname
cocaine running in my big vein

self-made, you just affiliated
i built it ground up, you bought it renovated
talkin’ plenty capers, nothing’s been authenticated
funny you claimin’ the same b-tch that i’m penetratin’

hold the bottles up, where my comrades?
where the f-cking felons, where my dogs at?
uh, i got that archie bunker
and it’s so white i just might charge you double

i think i’m big meech, larry hoover
whippin’ work, hallelujah
one nation under god
real n-gg-s getting money from the f-cking start

i think i’m big meech, larry hoover
getting work, hallelujah
one nation under god
real n-gg-s getting money from the f-cking start

these motherf-ckers mad that i’m icy
stunt so hard make ’em come indict me
i think i’m big meech, look at my timepiece
it’s an audemar, hundred wrecks at least

look at yourself now look at me
you can’t see a n-gg-, i’m what you used to be
look at it this way, you n-gg-s sideways
always getting money, my n-gg-, crime pays

so f-ck a n-gg-, i’m self-made
you a sucka n-gg-, i’m self-paid
this for my broke n-gg-s, this for my rich n-gg-s
got a hundred on the head of a snitch n-gg-

i think i’m big meech, larry hoover
whippin’ work, hallelujah
one nation under god
real n-gg-s getting money from the f-cking start

i think i’m big meech, larry hoover
getting work, hallelujah
one nation under god
real n-gg-s getting money from the f-cking start

36 holes leave you bleedin’ family
words in them thirty-six o’s in the kilogram
blunt tip, armors like caviar
wild and out, fish-tailin’ subaru, rally car

out the p-ssenger, lead in the automatic
for egg or that girl, i knock your mommy and daddy off
f-ck around and knock the emblem off the caddy off
four-shooters buggin’ out, blickin’ at your caddy doors

and did i mention? gun from red dead redemption
nine mils, fifty clip extensions
hope it’s like a mattress in the hood, i’m flippin’ on it
and the money’s like a chair, i’m sittin’ on it

i think i’m big meech, larry hoover
whippin’ work, hallelujah
one nation under god
real n-gg-s getting money from the f-cking start

i think i’m big meech, larry hoover
getting work, hallelujah
one nation under god
real n-gg-s getting money from the f-cking start

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