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- Young Money Big Wings 歌詞
- Young Money
- Big Wings （-Young Money
F**k with me wrong and get hit up
We hit every block and we hit all your men
Up she do every squat and she do every sit up
She dance everyday and she pick every bit up
I work everyday and I sip when I get up
You heard what I say yeah I sip when I
Get up
And work everyday I'm a hell of a nigga
Smokin'that loud it just yell at a nigga
Confidence high I'm a arrogant nigga
These b**ches do not want a regular nigga
My slime got them bricks doing estimates nigga
That's numbers and squares like a calendar nigga
That's numbers and squares like a calendar nigga
None of you squares wanna battle lil nigga
'Cause shots come from nowhere like bop
Abraca dabra nigga
Hold up
I f**k a clit up on everything I put some sip
Up in everything
You hit your b**ch up she never came
She was with me up in neverland
I hit your clique up and everything
I take two clips up in everything
I'm coming I'm shootin'up everything
I just bought my woman
Some vera wang
I just bought myself alexander wangi
Just bought myself some
New louis frames I got 'em prescribed 'cause
I'm blind as
F**k
Or is it that I just don't wanna see you
Again
Got 'em prescribed I got a prescription
I f**k a clit up on everything
Tie my b**ch up to the bed frame
225for the venus
11flat for the serena drink codeine like
It's aquafina
My b**ch jalapena I come from mars
I come from ms
Citafresh out the womb I knew
I was a leader
Who keeping score 'cause I beat 'em
And I got some really big wings
Flying over new orleans I pull some
Really big strings
My wingspan like yao ming
My eyes tight like yao ming
I smoke some really big greens
I sip the whole sixteen I saw a mill
At fifteen
And still got really big dreams
Your b**ch a really big fiend
Your b**ch a really big
Fan
But I ain't got no ceilings
I ain't got no ceilings
I ain't got no ceilings
I ain't got no ceilings
Man what a high
Born to be alive
I'm sippin'lean
And tmz said I died d*mn
D**n
I run with b**ch slappers
Your hate don't impact us
Our b**ches'dick grabbers
Your b**ches'pic snappers
You just a camera rapper
But we don't point cameras at you
We point them hammers at you
More bullets than hammer dancers
We take the pineapple
And we fill it with purple
We never settle we take
The mac 11
We point that b**ch straight at your cerebellum
Bah
Yeah and this world is mines
Yeah I'm gettin'mines
Yeah I'm sippin'lines
Sippin'oh we talkin'lean
Oh we talkin'lean
Oh you pourin'up
Finna fall asleep
Look at the smile on me
Spent a couple hundred thou'on it
And the game been
Drove me crazy
Over hundred thousand miles on me
D**n said she gonna lie for me
I said you just lied to me
She tell me that's my pussy
I say b**ch you just lied to me
That's why I f**k 'em all
Still love 'em all
With a rubber off
'Cause they husbands dogs
Yea
And to top it off
All the tops is off
And it's winter season
But the seats is heated
And I got some really big wings
I got a really big regime
Been part of some really big schemes
I just popped a really big bean
I just popped a really big bean
I rock some really big bling
I sleep on a really big king
With a really thick queen
I sleep with a really thick queen
On a really big king
She belt out really
Big screamsshe say
I got a
Really big ting she say
I'm doing really big things
I should be doing really big scenes
On a really big screen
You see I got really big dreams
And what a grind
I f**k a clit up on everything
I put some sip up in everything
I put some sip up in everything
I put some sip up in everything
No ceilings
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