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h.o.t.s (heavy on the sleeze) - big bz lyrics

[verse 1: big bz]
hanging out the back like ante up
anybody get it, boy, you know what’s up
big sleeze getting bigger bucks
waiting on my next check to cop the bentley truck
bust down rolley, did it by my doley
somebody tell that boy, boy you can not clone me
to each his own, boy, i’m in my zone
shoutouts to my dawgs that wouldn’t toss a bonе
man, i get it by the boatload
back, first quarter put thе streets in a chokehold
f*ck a feature, i was in the bleachers
still in thousand dollar sneakers i need for 3…
[hook: drippy and big bz]
m, m, m, bz bz (x4)
heavy on the sleeze, heavy on the sleeze
heavy on the sleeze, heavy on the sleeze
heavy on the sleeze, heavy on the sleeze
my n*ggas spent a hundred k on the sleeve

[verse 2: purp da dealer]
whippin foreigns on the regular, dippin throughout the city
boy its litty, tell siri take me to the nearest city
meanwhile n*ggas playin with american muscle
quick pays have me leaving out of chevys with duffles, n*gga
heavy on the ice, heavy wit the cheese
i’m a big mb, heavy on the sleeze (they know)
you know the lifestyle immakkulate (ewok)
im a balla, i ain’t with the practicing

[verse 3: kj balla]
20,000 busting out these f*cking jeans
h*lla fettuccine heavy on the cheese
if i scream, ewok, just know i brung the sleeze
catch him in the cut wit me, waitin until he f*cking leave
bust down patek cost 100 g’s
rockin christian diors my b*tch in double c’s
im so immaculate, tatical glizzy with a beam
in an i8 me and poocha we swerving on the d’s
[verse 4: blockstar]
blockstar balla you know the makks
stay with a hundred ewoks and u know we strapped (ewok)
say the wrong word and we gon react
smack that n*gga in his face, b’z have to hold me back (yo chill)
heavy on the sleeze, heavy on ya b*tch
she heavy on the knees cuz she know we rich
i pull up in that maybach, watch these n*ggas freeze
yeah, i f*cked your b*tch now she jack the sleeze

[verse 5: rah swish]
heavy on the sleeze b*tch im wocked up
all these lame n*ggas, baby, they are not us
all white maybach tear the block up
i’m here to party but i came in here with shottas
guap up, i’m the macaroni came with extra cheese
pull up on you with the front something that you’ve never seen
money on my mind and on my time, it ain’t no effing with me
they sayin that’s the sleeze every time a n*gga mention me

[hook: drippy and big bz]
m, m, m, bz bz (x4)
heavy on the sleeze, heavy on the sleeze
heavy on the sleeze, heavy on the sleeze
heavy on the sleeze, heavy on the sleeze
my n*ggas spent a hundred k on the sleeve
[verse 6: drippy]
i just caught an opp for a couple sleeze b*tch
drippy drip drip, pull up with a heat stick
what you need b*tch pull up cuz we got it all
cuban with an audemars, i just popped an adderall
and i was doin the dash with 100 bandz
blue faces poppin out the rubber bands
thunder man, im milly rockin and shmoney dance
and these diamonds on me they milly rockin and shmoney dance, b*tch

[verse 7: corey balla]
corey balla, mention sleeze, know i’m heavy on it
i hit the bar watch her shake it throw a check up on it
know a couple of makks up in the trenches still ducking warrants
ask about me since a youngin, i did what i wanted
never frontin’ i kept that sh*t immaculate
i cut off that average chick and pulled up wit a badder chick
let a n*gga act up we backing out the ladder quick
shawty told me the winning team is who she rather pick

[verse 8: big sleeze]
heavy on the sleeze, b*tch i’m ewok
say the wrong thing, get something in yo team shot
my heat popped i ain’t nothing like yo rapper homie
in the club bartenders and a scalpel on me
woah, and top dollar be the motivation
i know they hatin it’s a balla situation
i got all the situations and i’m shootin like melo
and everything immakkulate, i’m feelin’ like l.o

[verse 9: jay rozay]
heavy on the sleeze, b*tch i’m in the mood
a n*gga disrespect this family he gon make the news
lil bro just took it there he tryna play it cool
all they heard is (blokka blokka) when he came thru
amiri denim, off*white, i’m in my bag
call up lb, mb, we talking facts
brand new 600 maybach, wit tints ain’t tryna crash
all these hoes scream ewok when we walk, they tryna brag

- big bz lyrics

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