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hamma time - bigeslime lyrics

“i’m not a mc if you test me stick make you dance like it’s hammer time
boy you must ain’t heard columbine
pump and a what
twin gone head and fill the lines
boy this that freddy verse jason sh*t cut heart out you better run and hide
i’m in his dreams like i’m freddy kruger they waking up and they all dying
i threw 3,000 in one hand all the strippers play throw em up bust em up
you been in da club for a hour but ain’t throw yo money boy you must be broke or somn
put a quarter mill on my plate and i swear to god ima eat till i’m hunnid somn
swear to god i get that money huh
swear to god you n*ggas junkies huh”

“like a cleaning crew we the ones doing the mopping
knock off the witness the case they gone drop it
now the case gone like i hired cochran
b*tch i got the whole city rapping who got it
every song i get on like hot grease it’s popping
just like a cradle you see how i’m rocking
keep me a mf glock in my pocket
you said you get money boy you need to stop it
ima a well known grave digger
creep up on him roll the windows down then i let the k hit him
smoke em like a dutch i heard he testified so no i can’t bang with em
no i can’t hang with ya”

“ i got these b*tches wanna hang like the tongue on my timbs
big b on my hat call it brim on brim
stomp em yea i put da timbs on timb
i ain’t gone stall em out i put dat heat on him
gas got a odor like a locker room “musty”
i see who stay down when sh*t getting ugly
my dog just came home so pour some more bubbly”

“big dog stuck in the middle
left foot in h*ll right foot in heaven
i put all the signs in your face painted the picture clear as day but you ain’t get the message
big 40 on me i don’t do the wrestling
in my right pocket it’s a smith and wesson
if a n**** disrespect this sh*t today that n**** gone have to count his blessing”
“ “i’m not a mc if you test me stick make you dance like it’s hammer time
boy you must ain’t heard columbine
pump and a what
twin gone head and fill the lines
boy this that freddy verse jason sh*t cut heart out you better run and hide
i’m in his dreams like i’m freddy kruger they waking up and they all dying
i threw 3,000 in one hand all the strippers play throw em up bust em up
you been in da club for a hour but ain’t throw yo money boy you must be broke or somn
put a quarter mill on my plate and i swear to god ima eat till i’m hunnid somn
swear to god i get that money huh
swear to god you n*ggas junkies huh”

- bigeslime lyrics

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