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letra de heat - big baby

[chorus]
wake up in the morning, wash my face and brush my teeth (whoah)
been about a check so i got nikes on my feet (feet)
ballin’ so d-mn hard you think i might play for the heat (swish)
i don’t even talk i let that money talk for me (talk for me)
wake up in the morning, wash my face and brush my teeth (whoah)
been about a check so i got nikes on my feet (feet)
ballin’ so d-mn hard you think i might play for the heat (swish)
i don’t even talk i let that money talk for me (talk for me)

[verse 1: big baby]
look at my wrist, look at my pocket
broke n-gg- mad and your main hoe watchin’
young n-gg- takin’ off just like a rocket
diamonds kickin’ like karate
[???] that’s over my body, i’m sippin’ bacardi
boy i’m tryna cop a masi
eat that b-tch like teriyaki, i got that wasabi
flip a n-gg- like pilates (whoah)
ballin’ hard, no fumble
bang on my chest like im george in the jungle
get to the bread while you chasin’ the crumble
gotta get cake like im makin’ a funnel (dash)
strapped up like a dyk-
boosie fed like a dyk-
she like the pie, i like goose with the sprite
sip the henney with the white, look at my life
blowin’ on gas like hank hill
i done ran up a check on treadmill
big cup full, all my tank filled
got a bag lil b-tch lil blue pill
yea i shine every day, i’ma go hard
i’ma f-ck your lil b-tch in a go cart
yea n-gg- goin skrt like a go cart
put a n-gg- on the shirt in the post card
all of my jewelry is real (real)
all of my n-gg-s is real (real)
don’t give a f-ck how you feel (feel)
ballin’ in beverly hills (whoah)
shout out t-ma thats my bro
i pulled out the lights on my cold
i’m ballin’ so hard and you know
yea stupid lil b-tch on the go

[verse 2: tom g]
wake up in the mornin’, gotta chase the bag
pull up in the foreign, brand new paper tag
flexxin’ water diamonds, i’ma make you mad
n-gg- play, i’ma boston bake his -ss
when you doin good, n-gg-s they gone find a reason to hate you before they second gr-ss
most these n-gg-s p-ssy, most these n-gg-s rash
broke in real life, rich on instagram
thirsty hoes in my messages
shout out to god, he keep blessin’ me
two things that ain’t stressin’ me
is a b-tch and a f-ck n-gg- talkin’ reckless
fierce diamonds in my necklace
please dont complete your next sentence if it ain’t got a check in it
how the f-ck tommy still relevant
i just keep workin’ and keep me a route to them presidents, ya
100 pounds of good gelato, ya
the f-ckin’ trap of wells fargo, ya
take ’em back to 06, in the hood, money bulgin’ out my cargo, ya
never charge a real n-gg- bout no likes and how many people that follow, ya
dont wan’t the head if she don’t swallow
gta im beefin’ with the vacos, ya
how many real n-gg-s do i know
these days it’s really hard to find those
my name carry weight like a rhino
that rolly type of time what i’m on
in the trenches with these lions, tigers and these bears survivin’ this jungle
don’t think this sh-t sweet cus i’m humble
when you get the ball you can’t fumble

- big baby

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