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letra de bigga - galema kt

bigga lyrics
[intro]
“warning! hazardous radiation levels detected!”

[pre-chorus]
bigga, bigga, bigga, bigga
bigga, bigga, bigga, bigga

[verse 1]
somebody ate my burger. lemme just cook my dinner
i do it for the loot not figure
they only say a lot on tweeter
ion date no gold-digger, i’m serious, call later
just pull a nod to configure
they on the tail, i’m the leader (yeah!)
i never played with my peers, i never hung with the kids (uh yeah!)
my name on top of the list. i drop a hit like a meme (uh yeah!)
knockin’ them out of my ring. you thought i’m down? i’m a spring (uh yeah!)
now i’m all over your facе;(yeah!) i’m bouncin’ back to your face (yeah!)
i’m gonna fight for whatеver
you better get out of my way ‘cause i never sweet talk
and i never go soft even though i’m a woo
countin’ this money ‘cause i went to school
i’m ‘bout to do it and do it again, i’ve been waitin’ for long for somebody to do it
everyday getting’ more calories, i never tire of treatin’ myself as a king
yeah, i’m the king!
[pre-chorus]
bigga, bigga, bigga, bigga, (yeah, i’m the king!)
bigga, bigga, bigga, bigga (yeah, i’m the king!)

[chorus]
put on my armory, ey
shovin’ them out of the way, yeah
broke out of slavery, ey
yeah we go puff for real

[verse 2]
yeah-yeah
yeah we go puff for real, yeah we go smoke for real. yeah-yeah
yeah we don’t got no shame, yeah we got love; it’s real. yeah-yeah
puttin’ our feelings in booze, i got your girl in her boots. yeah-yeah
cookin’ in the stu like it’s soup, i got my hook in a room
i had to wait for the rain. it’s sunny, i’m right on the way
you never know what you got till you’re late
all of my dudes are my bros and my mains
they told you that i’d be on top of the game
look at me now, i’m all over the campus
and you got nowhere to be taught how to make it
hittin’ my dinner but they are no their breakfast
i’m hannah montana; they all on my pictures
eatin’ too much, man, my stu is a kitchen
cookin’, i’m cookin’ much long, it’s cereal
tip in your finger, it’s really delicious
step on my toe? man, i cut off your head
put in on a silver plate
this ain’t a prank, we don’t play, nah
thought it’s game? it’s real. yeah bro, it’s real

[pre-chorus]
bigga, bigga, bigga, bigga, (yeah, i’m the king!)
bigga, bigga, bigga, bigga (yeah, i’m the king!)

[chorus]
put on my armory, ey
shovin’ them out of the way, yeah
broke out of slavery, ey
yeah we go puff for real

[verse 3]
(yeah!)
poppin’ the steam, taji on the beat, dollars are callin’ my name (yeah!)
makin’ a scene, machete on my hand, better get out of my way (uh yeah!)
a lot of these people are fake (yeah!)
lot of these rappers is g-y (uh yeah!)
that’s why a frown on my face (yeah!)
runnin’ this game with no brakes (uh…)
whoo!
ion settle down with the drama, whoo!
doin’ too much, it’s a mara, whoo!
i handle my flaws with a rubber, whoo!
play it once more, it’s a banger (whoo!). it’s a banger, like it’s raga (whoo!)
stakes too high so the tap out (whoo!)
ain’t playin’, i do it for my mama (whoo!)
when i cry i wipe my tears with the dollar
dollar, feels better
man, you got nada (zero!)
you so funny like trevor (like trevor!)
heh, but it doesn’t matter ‘cause your jokes don’t add up (add up!)
i’m fed up (fed up!). that’s why i’m getting’ more fatter (more fatter!)
goin’ much further and further
this is my life and i’m dominant (i’m dominant!)
they get lied to by the internet (by the internet!)
heh, it’s crazy, i’m out of it
chop-chop! (chop!), i’m balancin’ (balancin’)
top pans ain’t readin’ it (nah)
but my books says all of it (all of it)
all of it (all of it), all of it (all of it). yeah i’m trynna get all of it (yeah let’s get it!)
yeah! (let’s get it!)
[outro]
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- galema kt

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