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big crib out west
full house expecting dimes
full house
and they got beds
full house
watch white girls get faded
full house

big crib out west n-gg-
full house expecting dimes
full house
and they got beds
full house
watch white girls get faded
full house

i thought of the girlfriend i talked you about
b-tch so bad i can’t put her out
i go to my hood when i live for the better
she got her t-tties but i ask her real fast
my b-tch better than your b-tch
my homie he is f-cking your b-tch
i call b-tches off
your girl ain’t wearing my b-tch’s notes
i just got up to my friends
my wifey says you’re the man
my hood calls me kim
p-ssy poppin’ on the hand stand

big crib that’s our full house
b-tches drink your red wine
i will smoke a trap and try to make my d-mn line
only 12 verses then i’m back to the trap
south friends and i’m smoking all pack
seeing god that was motivation
new porsche, that’s forbidden, push and rotation

big crib out west
full house expecting dimes
full house
and they got beds
full house
watch white girls get faded
full house

big crib out west
full house expecting dimes
full house
and they got beds
full house
watch white girls get faded
full house

got a full house so my whole team is straight
take a shot b-tch
i need 8
all these days it’s no way we came with
put some 9 in your city b-tch, we need 10
so hit my check with the f-ck sh-t
4 queens and all the b-tches are ready to f-ck sh-t
so amazed that i got super
take an l, tell the baby
come back, i’m such a player
all these babes won’t leave me alone
hold up it’s holding
like hold up
i had the world flush
so there’s no way that i’m folded

big crib out west
full house expecting dimes
full house
and they got beds
full house
watch white girls get faded
full house

big crib out west
full house expecting dimes
full house
and they got beds
full house
watch white girls get faded
full house

i thought of the girlfriend i talked you about
b-tch so bad i can’t put her out
i go to my hood when i live for the better
she got her t-tties but i ask her real fast
my b-tch better than your b-tch
my homie he is f-cking your b-tch
i call my b-tches off
your girl ain’t wearing my b-tch’s notes



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