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cabbage patch - big yavo lyrics

[intro]
let’s go
dang, no lie (here’s jonny)

[chorus]
say, n*gga ain’t street, he a doll like cabbage patch (cabbage patch)
stick in the front, not the back (huh?)
big shotgun got a pump like asthma attack (ast’)
big yay goin’ broke, yeah, imagine that (i can’t)
i can’t, yeah, i’m matter of fact (i can’t)
same sh*t you call racks i f*ck off the sack (i f*ck off)
same b*tch, no hat, this facts (no cap)
might just start sellin’ calico we havin’ wax (we have)

[verse 1]
say, we havin’ bodies (say what?)
booshay, yeah, we havin’ bobby (say what?)
say, ayy
like cyrus we havin’ miley (okay)
just keep quiet if you hear the sirens (okay)
how you gon’ cuff if she havin’ mileage? (say yeah)
say, i’m the type young n*gga drive a hoe crazy (yеah)
you get rich, you gon’ trap, yeah, i made it
sеrvin’ this white loose whip like slavery (white)
country ass hoe, she thick like gravy
should’ve know, play for a nick like saban
man, i’m tryna dunk on a opp like jd
still servin’ three*five in the thunder like kd (kd)
still the same n*gga this money can’t make me (no)
he need to get off yo’ ass, lil’ n*gga you lazy (you lazy)
say, i’m tryna make me a bet while thuggin’ in da, they think i signed to baby (dababy)
lil’ baby be having paper like pages
already know you lil’ n*gga fugazy (ride)
just took the d*ck out the glizzy and put in a tittie, i just turned the glock to a lady (turned the glock to a, yeah)
i beat the pot ’til it lock up on safety (on pop)
sippin’ this syrup, this wok’ like maple (wok’, wok’)
trap going crazy, i might need a pager phone, keep ringing, i might just engage her (‘gage)
like how the glock fit like it’s tailored? (huh?)
don’t drop them boxes in front of the neighbors (no)
she say that i’m toxic, l!ck on her naval (tox’)
won’t play about her, won’t play about my big gun (won’t k)
put a hole in his ass like a bagel (don’t spray)
no other b*tch if it ain’t her (nuh*uh)
where the love at? think there ain’t none (no*no)
ain’t got no heart, my sh*t turnt off (when?)
but she say when i smash, she turn on (turn on)
brand new glock, this b*tch here hold a month long (long)
known for the bag, we deliver digiorno (digiorno)
f*ck the best street, i’ma sell this sh*t front row (row)
tell my lil’ partner cool off ’cause he hot (okay)
my jewelry froze, she look like a beat box (say okay)
so many colors, my jeweler a peac*ck (no way)
if you sellin’ input, put them boys on yo’ ass like some levi’s (levi’s)
[chorus]
say, n*gga ain’t street, he a doll like cabbage patch (dog)
stick in the front, not the back (why?)
big shotgun got a pump like asthma attack (pump, pump)
big yay goin’ broke, yeah, imagine that (you can’t)
i can’t, yeah, i’m matter of fact (i can’t)
same sh*t you call racks i f*ck off the sack (i f*ck off)
same b*tch, no hat, this facts (no cap)
might just start sellin’ calico we havin’ wax (we have)

- big yavo lyrics

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