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letra de big leagues - icebirds

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[intro]
(icewater black wit’ da ahhh)
brrrr
brr

[chorus]
aye, we at the top livin’ large
droppin’ the top on the car
gettin’ some top from your broad
too many chains, i shine like a star
know on me, i carry more shots like the bar
spin on your block, and i hop out the car
ice gang, they know who we are (ice)
we in the big leagues (aye)
she ride the d-ck like a ten-speed
aye, she feel that d-ck in her kidney
need me a thick b-tch, can’t do the skinny
know i got big racks but they come skinny

[verse]
don’t say you love me, you don’t gotta lie to me
flexin’ on n-ggas my only apology (flex)
runnin’ up juug’s, i go state to state
shout my gang, we came along way (we came along way)
switch b-tches like i switch clothes everyday (everyday)
i can wear no chains, i get chose everyday (everyday)
still gon’ dunk for lines (lines)
purple or the red, i’ll take both kinds (both kind)
if you a real n-gga, you my kind (my kind)
if she a real b-tch, she my kind (aye)
had to slime ’em out ’bout the bread, i’m slime (i’m slime)
aye, slime the boy, i’m slime (i’m slime)
aye, big bankroll, yeah, it got a physique
walk in my sleep, i belenci’ my feet
shooters on deck, my n-ggas gon’ creep
if its ’bout bands, then when can we link?
[chorus]
yeah
yeah
yeah
aye, we at the top livin’ large (large)
droppin’ the top on the car (on the car)
gettin’ some top from your broad
too many chains, i shine like a star (i shine like a star)
know on me, i carry more shots like the bar (bar)
spin on your block, and i hop out the car
ice gang, they know who we are (huh?)
we in the big leagues (aye)
she ride the d-ck like a ten-speed
aye, she feel that d-ck in her kidney
need me a thick b-tch, can’t do the skinny
know i got big racks but they come skinny

[verse 2]
talk ’bout money, yeah, we got plenty (plenty)
i got the xd, and it stay wit’ me
dirty money, its too filthy (aye)
sippin’ my cup, its filthy (d-mn)
pocket full of blues, r.i.p nipsey
check out my drip, you know its in me (in me)
don’t play wit’ my gang, they don’t play ’bout me
hit up your block, you won’t even see it (aye)
too far gone, yeah, i’m out of your reach
talkin’ that sh-t, got left out in the street (bow!, bow!, bow!)
hit ’em up, me and my gang gettin’ rich as f-ck (aye)
fill up the safe, stackin’ plenty bucks
they gon’ be sick of us when we hoppin’ out the bentley truck (vrmm)
neck and my wrist froze as f-ck (ice)
i run to the money, don’t hold me up

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