letra de beatbox [remix] - imperial bigg
[chorus: imperial bigg]
put em on a t-shirt solve the problem (yeah, okay)
got sum people hating trynna gossip on some drama
if you want that action we could meet up at yo mommas
p-ssy n-gga’s trippin over hoes ain’t ever call em (look)
got the choppa with the red beams
being p-ssy ain’t my motive (no)
p-ssy
know what i be saying but don’t quote it (d-mn)
got some n-gga’s posted up you know they showing no emotion (why)
you know money is my focus
rather have me go unnoticed
[verse 1: imperial bigg]
chase them bands shoot you and yo mans
raising up your hand
never lacking
yeah you got me d-mned
n-gga’s out here mad
chase them bands shoot you and yo mans
raising up your hand
nеver lacking
yeah you got me d-mnеd
n-gga’s out here mad
[chorus: imperial bigg]
put em on a t-shirt solve the problem (yeah, okay)
got sum people hating trynna gossip on some drama
if you want that action we could meet up at yo mommas
p-ssy n-gga’s trippin over hoes ain’t ever call em (look)
got the choppa with the red beams
being p-ssy ain’t my motive (no)
p-ssy
know what i be saying but don’t quote it (d-mn)
got some n-gga’s posted up you know they showing no emotion (why)
you know money is my focus
rather have me go unnoticed
[verse 2: kam2lit]
hop inside the whip got these lil b-tches staring at me (d-mn)
pockets full of blue strips got these n-gga’s glaring at me (yeah)
if i see that n-gga its on sight no acting scary (d-mn)
b-tches chasing me around the city like i’m tom and jerry (yeah)
all this money in my pocket got a n-gga feeling worried
and these b-tches come and go (yeah)
just like a cemetery when you visit
hold up, tell me how you living, are you with it (hol up)
if that b-tch ass n-gga saying no then know that i am dippin
[chorus: imperial bigg]
put em on a t-shirt solve the problem (yeah, okay)
got sum people hating trynna gossip on some drama
if you want that action we could meet up at yo mommas
p-ssy n-gga’s trippin over hoes ain’t ever call em (look)
got the choppa with the red beams
being p-ssy ain’t my motive (no)
p-ssy
know what i be saying but don’t quote it (d-mn)
got some n-gga’s posted up you know they showing no emotion (why)
you know money is my focus
rather have me go unnoticed
[verse 3: tbg jay]
and i still gotta ride with that g-lock (d-mn, lets get it)
ima put some green on his head like a tree top
claiming sh-t that he not
n-gga’s trynna mix the fake and real but this ain’t rerock (nah nah)
got exotic with that packaging aluminum (i got it, kash)
got so many slidas that i don’t know what to do with them (aye)
if we pull up the opps gon run (yeah yeah)
n-ggas be lacking and postin with guns
this ain’t a race you gon be in the dust
and then bust with this medal
cuz that sh-t ain’t finna rust
they want smoke why not give em what they want
just like i’m russ
b-tch!
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