a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

2 am - big sad 1900 lyrics

[intro]
aye b*tch what you doing
what up uce
your not talk to your other b*tches to instagram no more
so now you could talk to me well i don’t care who you are big sad 1900
whatever

[verse 1]
we pull up and park coupes in the front (in the front)
fifty deep like you boys don’t want no bump (boys don’t want no bump)
i brought it in i ain’t leave it in the trunk (nah)
play that 2pac we don’t wanna hear lil pump (lil pump)
we been going crazy since my n*gga came home
still serving for them hoes when they bring me bankrolls (got you b*tch)
tell the b*tches follow us they can meet us at the joe’s
they been tryna get a bottle but every store closed
don’t approach us with the extras cause you know we on our toes (we on our toes)
west l.a. n*gga we ain’t never been no hoes (never)
k!lling off my enemies, k!lling off my foes
could i live another day that’s something only god knows

[chorus]
it’s two a.m. we got this b*tch bussin’ (yeah)
poppin’ bottles i walked in with a hundred (with a hundred)
we having motion you know this sh*t ain’t nothin’
parkin’ in the valet tell me when you coming (when you coming)
came off perks lil mama wanna twerk
my n*ggas with me we came up out the dirt (came up out the dirt
)
b*tch hit the pole im about to make you work
i came to chill i ain’t come in here to flirt
[verse 2]
i’m o.t. we just landed in miami
that real sh*t you know it never get a grammy
i do this for my fans do this for my family
y’all know tiny sco but i know lil randy
two a.m. it’s no traffic we racing
i’m off a perk and this d*ck she gon’ take it
made me breakfast i ate nothing but the bacon
like how you kick it with them n*ggas and they hatin’
i brought my mans with me, them rubber bands with me
dont act like y’all dont know we out here f*cking up the city
big booty b*tch pour champagne on her titties
i’m with the g*unit i ain’t never met 50
put on lil boosie we ain’t hearing pretty ricky
i like a ghetto b*tch and i could never be picky
she a bad b*tch say she grew up in the 60’s
you can’t keep me waiting n*gga h*ll naw n*gga miss me

[bridge]
yeah two a.m. man
straight like that alot of sh*t go down at two a.m
i can make it all the to compton and back you know what i’m sayin’
i could make it all the way to orange county
san bernardino, pomona back to west l.a
n*gga south central n*gga in the blink of an eye
yeah like that though
[chorus]
it’s two a.m. we got this b*tch bussin’ (yeah)
poppin’ bottles i walked in with a hundred (with a hundred)
we having motion you know this sh*t ain’t nothin’
parkin’ in the valet tell me when you coming (when you coming)
came off perks lil mama wanna twerk
my n*ggas with me we came up out the dirt (came up out the dirt
)
b*tch hit the pole im about to make you work
i came to chill i ain’t come in here to flirt

- big sad 1900 lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular