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letra de bow! - the big homie

[intro]
big t productions
mia jay c

[verse 1]
wanna be in my close friends?
this sh-t look like a movie
yeah, i f-cked yo close friend
she had the biggest booty (ooh)
baby, pull them thongs up let’s see who got the fattest coochie
i know what get that motherf-cker wet
that money, hallelujah
all my b-tches my age mad as h-ll, ’cause i been f-cking with a cougar (hoo)
she don’t ask for nothing either, she just tricking too
don’t be mad i came home and passed you

[verse 2]
30k a day, 60 a week ain’t counting what i’m spending n-gga
you ain’t send me a dollar in that b-tch? (hm)
i’m spinning n-ggas
f-ck yo support, i don’t need it, i’m gone make it without you (yop)
she look s-xy in that red, s-xy huarache (yop)
bow, bow, bow, bow
for n-ggas tekashi
i don’t allow, ‘low, ‘low, ‘low
b-tches who toxic (yop)
be jealous all you want, that ain’t gone stop my show
she just blew a n-gga crazy, tried to stop a n-gga from blowing
want me to go back to my old ways and try to stop my growth now
she just sucked my dragon ball z’s, woke up feeling like gohan
my standards high, if you ugly, go hide, please
if you know how to ride d-ck, you can drive me (hm)
calabasas back in me
give me yo hand while i beat yo back in
put it in, while you give me a lap dance
the whole crowd clapping at you
get to clapping, when you walking out that bank
’cause you just made me happy (hm)
i love you
[verse 3]
bring that dog sh-t to danny’s, these hoes better be skinny
i keep her hair and nails done, so that ain’t sh-t to brag on
bae, i caught one so you can put my hat on
here, gotta go to the airport for us to cop a play (hm)
before i heard of wiz, i was having it
before i heard of rob, it was 49’s in my mama cabinet
before the city girls, i swear to god, none of you b-tches was nasty
but i like it though, just keep it classy
bow, bow, bow, bow
shake that coochie meat
i can’t put my tongue on it, i don’t know where yo coochie be (hm)
ah, ah, ah, ah
that’s the yop in me
don’t give a f-ck if you was with rihanna, ain’t no blocking me
you can be, really with rihanna, she still getting dragged
after i wipe the, tears off her face i’ll buy her a bag
n-gga what? i put her in school you bought her an ass
you ass backwards

[outro]
i say, n-gga what?
i put her in school, you, you bought her an ass
yo ass backwards
f-ck is you talking about ’bout?
cuz, that b-tch crazy
i think this the one, i ain’t gone even lie
this right here the summer — this the summer vibe, like this b-tch right here
bow, bow, bow, bow
shake that coochie meat
i don’t want my tongue on it, i don’t know-
n-gga, i’m telling you for to tweak something like them certified tweak n-ggas do
bow, bow, bow, bow
shake that coochie meat
i can’t put my tongue on it, i don’t know where yo coochie be
man what?
i ain’t even hear that b-tch all the way, like that b-tch sound crazy

- the big homie

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