Chris Brown - Big Slimes (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Chris Brown - Big Slimes (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't know what it's like to stop
Got a Glock on my side, but it's more
like my main bitch, woah (It's
more like my main bitch, yeah)
Keep it real, baby girl, I'm the
one you could bank with (I'm
the one you could bank with)
Yeah, keep it real, I'm the one
that's not with the banquet
No, not with that stank shit (No)
Fix your attitude or I ride
with a bad bitch (Skrrt)
You talkin' to the big slime (You
talkin' to the big slime)
Different strokes with a big thot (Oh)
Micro Draco got big knots (Big knots)
To any rapper, this a big swap (Swap)
Lifetime goal, call the
big shots (Yeah)
Uh, if you can't stand him,
go sit his ass down like
a desktop (Woo), woo
Thankin' the Lord that my nigga
made it out of the cell block,
woo (He made it out)
Keep it one hundred, my oath was
never to tell cops, yeah
My seals popped, I been mixin' this Act'
with the cherry pop, yeah (Woo)
Black matte the pano'-ca-'ramics, these
niggas'll never catch up, yeah (Or
let me just push out the skrrt)
I gotta tiptoe your pussy, my flask
is Red Sox (Sip red, ooh)
I had to tell that lil' thottie
she walkin' on tight
rocks (Yeah, yeah), yeah
Keep a dramatic lil' baddie on
top of the top floor (Oh)
Big slap on the wrist,
I learned my lessons
Way too many millions to be cappin'
Squirt on her titty, now
she think she know us
And I keep a 40 on my
waistline (Let's go)
You know, you know, you know, you know
(You know, you know, you know)
You know, you know, you know, yeah
(You know, you know, you know)
You know, you know, you know, you
know (Yeah, yeah, you know)
Keep it real, baby girl, I'm the one
you could bank with (Oh, oh)
Yeah, keep it real, I'm the one that's
not with the banquet (No)
Fix your attitude or I ride with
a bad bitch (I ride with)
You talkin' to the big slime
Big drip on me, VVs on me,
congratulate myself
Got that on me, live like
Tony, AR on the shelf
Light speed with emotion,
melody I made myself
Big B's on me, yeah
Ice, I just need my AP, no presi',
I stay to myself, wavy
Gold teeth, niggas can't bite
me, this ain't no rabies
Blame me, oh, why you wanna blame
me? These bitches be crazy
Blessing, come follow me,
baby, teach you a lesson
Got a couple cars for a couple hoes,
might fuck 'em all in my whip
Come through in this carpool,
I skrrt-skrrt and we dip
I'ma pray to God for purple rain,
that double cup, I sip
Ooh, fantasies, I'll show you
that it's real (Yeah, yeah)
Big slime
You're talkin' to the big slime (Yeah)
We get a b-dub in Magic (Yeah)
I think this might be
a classic (Classic)
I hid some racks in the attic (Racks)
I'm on a 30 P, Addy (Oh)
I got an addiction to fashion (Yeah)
I walk in the club with
that static (Yeah)
I'm just tryna get me
a backend (Backend)
Tell my driver to pull up,
then back in (Back in)
Helicopter to fly over
traffic (Traffic)
On my grind, ain't no time
for relaxin' (Relaxin')
Spend it up, I been bringin'
that cash in
I'ma go grab that Maybach wagon (Nah)
Think I'm headed to space
age status (Nah)
I might go cop that big
boy Patek (Patek)
She was takin' a picture, uh, uh
She was takin' a picture
with my jacket
Just don't buck 'cause these
bitches really petty (Woah)
I'm controllin' the stick
like it was Madden (Nah)
I'ma get up and make
me something happen
Ain't no use in me wastin' my talent
We never lackin'
I'm smokin' 'Woods like a cabin
I put my bitch in some
fast shit (Fast shit)
Turn my whole crib to a palace
In London, I'm shoppin' at Harrods
All this money, we 'bout to
get married (Married)
Niggas runnin' they mouth
like a parrot (Parrot)
I'm a bunny, I keep me
some carats (Ayy)
Lifetime goal, call the big shots
Got the Glock on my side,
but the FN my main bitch
(FN my main bitch, yeah)
We done got rich, but I cannot get
caught with the same bitch (Caught
with the same bitch, uh)
I got some hoes in LA and they
speak different language (Speak
different language, yeah)
Drop off the Porsche, and I brought
me some work in the bank
Whole lot of racks and this
shit still ain't changin'
Used to be juggin' and traffickin'
'bows (Traffickin' 'bows)
And I came up with some killers and
you cannot trap if you don't
got no pole (Don't got no pole)
All of my niggas, they millionaires,
they think we sellin'
our souls (Our souls)
I'm never tellin' her no (No)
I get the head and I go (I go)
I'ma go run up some more
(Run up some more)
Stack up that paper, not stuntin'
these niggas at all (Stuntin'
these niggas at all)
Cakin' that bitch, she a freak, and
I beat up her walls (Her walls)
Pull up my pants right after
I fuck her like I gotta leave,
but I never call (No)
I fucked her friend, she
say I'm a dog (Dog)
Won't settle for less,
we want it all (All)
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