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letra de big bodies on brabus - smoked outt records

wussup rock
yall know i’m rockin’ the benz, poppin the drop vet, uh

{verse 1}
i took the tints off the six so you could see me with ya b-tch
with a icey wrist sippin on cris
bumpin jay-z sh-t, his latest hits
ridin’ with a big gun and ’bout thirty bricks
if the cops pull me over, everything for the b-tch
every gram, even the big gun for the b-tch
’cause i told her i was hot before she jumped in
and if i go down thats my third convict
but if the hoe go down buy out the b-tch
she’ll be home tonight for all thirty kilo’s
me, i’d be drove with all kinda hoes
you know i’m on parole, got a white p.o
wouldn’t leave a n-gga hoe for a million bucks
my mansions, my watches and cars and trucks
i’m livin’ marvelous, i ain’t starvin’ bruh
uptown, ghetto n-gga from new orleans bruh
i got a mansion on the beach wodie im livin’ the life
put crystal in a cup to use my watch for ice

[chorus]
big body on brabus, that’s all i know
big body on brabus, that’s all i know
mansion on washington 6 figures on the floor
mansion on washington 6 figures on the floor
big body on brabus, that’s all i know
big body on brabus, that’s all i know
big body on brabus, that’s all i know
mansion on washington 6 figures on the floor

{verse 2}
smoked outt millionaire iceberg rocker
got tired of driven’ cars and bought a bently helicopter
baby nephew derrick, thats who i am
my mama named durkie and my daddy named yan
smoked outt rich n-gga, got money to blow
spend a million a day and be far from broke
got enough c0ke to charge a n-gga a g for a 4
bently payed out, you gotta see it, its nice
roley, fulla ice it’ll hurt your sight
in the casino shootin’ cr-ps with some platinum dice
i’m a young n-gga suck at ballin and im playin’ with some chedder
bought a roley that was so iced out, can’t look at the bezel
i got reppin’ rights
i got a bent with the random stripes
loud pipes
plus i spent 100 grand on my bently bike
i rock ice wodie

[chorus]

{verse 3}
young n-gga money long, i’m playin’ with major loot
got a 8-50 beamer coup, windows bullet proof
got a benz motor bike with bubble-eyed lights
woom-woom-woom, the sound of my pipes
got a sprint phone with so many minutes
bank account over-fulled my credit card got no limit
with the sacks with 10 stacks
me and my b-tch done bought iceberg, whole rack
smoked outt rich n-gga, how ya lovin’ that
win dixey baby thinkin’ bout buyin that
super dome, look at the receipt, we brought that, brought that

[chorus until end]

- smoked outt records

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