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letra de liar liar - bigbabygucci

[intro]
(yeah, lie, lie)
like l-i-v-e
send help
(yeah, yah, yeah, yeah)
liar, liar, pants is on fire
baby, you-
liar, liar, pants is on fire

[chorus]
liar, liar, pants is on fire (uh)
callin’ you [?], baby, just be honest (ayy)
never trippin’, baby, yeah, i promise (oh-oh)
gimme yo’ brain, i just want the knowledge (ayy)
quiet, baby, i love sweet silence (oh)
like diamonds, baby, yeah, we stay shinin’ (ayy)
pull on him at—and smoke—we minus (oh)
might just go to [?] or some island
i wanna use you
know i’m comin’ with the bank when i pull through
hand look like i been painting ’cause the hundreds blue
red gems, everything, like mewtwo
i been gone like way too long
n-ggas swear they know me, what’s goin’ on?
i hit yo’ b-tch, my b-tch ping-pong
i get that bag and then i’m gone, i’m signin’
[verse 1]
n-ggas gon’ get-get moved, robotic
my pieces hit, got a trip to the tropics
couples n-ggas on the dot, we’ll talk money topics
got a [?] now i step balenciaga
she’s playing with my head, she like dreadlocks
got a big ol’ 30, yeah, it got a red dot
had to sit in front the judge like a f-ckin’ ted talk
put the birds in the air like a f-ckin’ red hawk
i’ll k!ll him with a pillow if he doin’ bed talk
i was sittin’ in orange, i was doin’ fed walks
not [?] from a game, boy, what you play about?
and the pack smellin’ musty like i’m in a headlock
pack is in the air now, i be there as near now
spread the town with terror, pull up like revere
ain’t n0body here, everybody scared
’cause my diamonds glare, d-mn, this sh-t ain’t fair
d-mn, i’m almost there

[verse 2]
you can find me at a bank ’cause i’m probably there
white hoes say the happy ’cause the molly here
smokin’ on this gas, you would think that it was cali here
oh, you want a party? yeah, we chillin’ in some [?]
california with the diamonds, i’ma pull up, i’ma buy it there
say he want some smoke, we got fire like a lighter here
[?] when he need [?]
say my name in a song, he gon’ need jesus
[?] on a clip on a 16 heat-seeker
[?] them boys stay inside but i thought it was yo’ season
doin’ all the hate, man, he do it for no reason
gassin’ n-ggas up, man, he using straight diesel
n-ggas in the pen, man, they fightin’ but they freezin’
swear these n-ggas fire but they kinda straight decent
i f-cked on his girl, that sh-t was so recent
n-ggas in the back, you know that they creepin’
these n-ggas salty, that n-gga seasoning
i get guap and it ain’t no reasoning
i don’t f-ck then i leave a b-tch
i’m gon’ creep and then we bleedin’ him
clip like a microwave, you know we heatin’ it
got hoes in the back doin’ coke, you should sees’s them
swear these n-ggas be him and my pockets be cheesin’ him
wouldn’t even goin’ raw but i was just gonna tease a b-tch
i ain’t even want the p-ssy but now i’m keepin’ it
[verse 3]
bought some ice on my neck so you know that i’m freezin’
don’t invite me to church, i might fire on the deacon
i might f-ck the first lady, they swear i’m a demon
i be up off a perc’ while you n-ggas be sleepin’
girl, i’m just tryna f-ck, why the f-ck are you speaking?
yeah, you just like these hoes, you get no special treatment
i’ma f-ck that b-tch once then i break her to pieces
i just picked her back up, yeah, [?]

- bigbabygucci

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