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letra de 392 - big boogie

392 lyrics
[intro]
haha, hah
i’m high as a bird, n-gga b-tch, you hear me?
hah
i’ma murder
big dude (frrr)
talk yo’ sh-t, n-gga

[verse]
big dude b-tch, young n-gga, big dawg, b-tch, i’m lit (ooh)
cartier bezel, curls all over (ice, ice) my arm, you’d think it’s a kit (curl)
ain’t no pressure ’bout sh-t, big dude, baby, i’m lit as it gets (f-ck)
slidin’ this cat, high speed (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) driving, them b-tches can suck my d-ck (uh)
b-tch, i’m rich, i’m the young n-gga that’s talking that sh-t (boom)
soon as i drop my album (drop), talking my sh-t, go bump my sh-t (bump me)
i got some hitters legit, i got some n-ggas with whatever i’m with (murder)
n-ggas get fresh for the b-tch (ooh), backwards ass n-gga poor as the b-tch (ooh)
how you gon’ challenge the rich? (how? how?) how you gon’ beef, no money, no sticks? (frrr)
how the f-ck you a big homie? (ooh, ooh) you used to be this and you used to be this (you do)
ay, i don’t got time for no broke sh-t, b-tch, i’m thuggin’, spend racks on kicks (kick them)
young black n-gga don’t miss (ooh), i know i got haters, but they ain’t on sh-t (frrr)
look at my n-ggas them mouth (ooh, ooh), this sh-t is amazing, they popping they sh-t (murder)
been on the road for a year (go, go), i bet’ not run up behind no b-tch (no, no)
bullets fly (frrr), zaza super fly (yeah, done gone)
this sh-t cmg (ooh), murder forever, jook said, “do or die” (yeah, do or die)
these n-ggas can’t even pay for feature (how?), they say that my prices too high (frrr)
i go where i wanna, my jewelry ain’t tucked, please don’t try me, you die (hurrr)
i just be spending and making it, big bro call like, “what did you buy?” (don’t worry)
i be so high i can’t lie, don’t care what i buy, just know i be fly (it’s stylin’)
cut that b-tch off from everything (ho, ho), ’cause i’m that n-gga, ho, why would you lie? (you bull sh-t)
big dude baby, they hate me, baby, but hold on, i got a surprise (prize)
i’m the young n-gga (go, go, go) that’s d-cking her good, looking her right in her eyes (uh)
she say that i’m toxic (uh, uh), lies, big house in atlanta vibes (uh)
ooh, ooh, i’m big dude, i’m the young n-gga that didn’t have it in school (trip)
last b-tch hurt me, she know she cursed me, my new b-tch like what did she do? (well, f-ck her)
back then i was a fool (fool), now that i’m rich, i’m using my tools (i do)
big boogie, baby, i’m cool (ooh), just stay in your lane, don’t mean to be rude (yeah, rude)
one (one), two, three, choppas fun (frrr)
we got tick tock (boom), bombs, kfc, n-gga, i ordered a drum (frrr)
i ain’t got nothing to say, my lil’ brother died so n0body safe (yeah, he got k!lled on)
b-tch, i got money to play (brrrld), murder forever this sh-t in my face (that’s frrr, ooh)
for real though
[outro]
ooh (ooh), i’m big dude, ooh (i’m big dude, ooh, ooh)
ooh (ooh), i’m big dude, ooh (i’ma murderer)
ooh, i’m big dude, ooh (i’m big dude, frrr, frrr)
play in person, yeah, you toodaloo (yeah, you gone, ooh, ooh)
hah, hah
i said, mm, mm (i said mm, frrr, frrr)
hah, hah
we shoot through, ooh (blood, get that frrr)
we rock two, ooh (draco hit that frrr)
hah, hah
i’m big dude, ooh (bid dude, ooh)
frrr, frrr (i’ma murderer), frrr, frrr, frrr, frrr, frrr (i’ma murderer)
frrr, frrr, frrr, frrr (i’ma murderer), frrr, frrr, frrr (i’ma murderer)
choppa bullet, frrr

- big boogie

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