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beatbox [remix] - imperial bigg lyrics

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[chorus: imperial bigg]

put em on a t*shirt solve the problem (yeah, okay)

got sum people hating trynna gossip on some drama

if you want that action we could meet up at yo mommas

p*ssy n*gga’s trippin over hoes ain’t ever call em (look)

got the choppa with the red beams

being p*ssy ain’t my motive (no)

p*ssy

know what i be saying but don’t quote it (d*mn)

got some n*gga’s posted up you know they showing no emotion (why)

you know money is my focus

rather have me go unnoticed

[verse 1: imperial bigg]

chase them bands shoot you and yo mans

raising up your hand

never lacking

yeah you got me d*mned

n*gga’s out here mad

chase them bands shoot you and yo mans

raising up your hand

nеver lacking

yeah you got me d*mnеd

n*gga’s out here mad

[chorus: imperial bigg]

put em on a t*shirt solve the problem (yeah, okay)

got sum people hating trynna gossip on some drama

if you want that action we could meet up at yo mommas

p*ssy n*gga’s trippin over hoes ain’t ever call em (look)

got the choppa with the red beams

being p*ssy ain’t my motive (no)

p*ssy

know what i be saying but don’t quote it (d*mn)

got some n*gga’s posted up you know they showing no emotion (why)

you know money is my focus

rather have me go unnoticed

[verse 2: kam2lit]

hop inside the whip got these lil b*tches staring at me (d*mn)

pockets full of blue strips got these n*gga’s glaring at me (yeah)

if i see that n*gga its on sight no acting scary (d*mn)

b*tches chasing me around the city like i’m tom and jerry (yeah)

all this money in my pocket got a n*gga feeling worried

and these b*tches come and go (yeah)

just like a cemetery when you visit

hold up, tell me how you living, are you with it (hol up)

if that b*tch ass n*gga saying no then know that i am dippin

[chorus: imperial bigg]

put em on a t*shirt solve the problem (yeah, okay)

got sum people hating trynna gossip on some drama

if you want that action we could meet up at yo mommas

p*ssy n*gga’s trippin over hoes ain’t ever call em (look)

got the choppa with the red beams

being p*ssy ain’t my motive (no)

p*ssy

know what i be saying but don’t quote it (d*mn)

got some n*gga’s posted up you know they showing no emotion (why)

you know money is my focus

rather have me go unnoticed

[verse 3: tbg jay]

and i still gotta ride with that g*lock (d*mn, lets get it)

ima put some green on his head like a tree top

claiming sh*t that he not

n*gga’s trynna mix the fake and real but this ain’t rerock (nah nah)

got exotic with that packaging aluminum (i got it, kash)

got so many slidas that i don’t know what to do with them (aye)

if we pull up the opps gon run (yeah yeah)

n*ggas be lacking and postin with guns

this ain’t a race you gon be in the dust

and then bust with this medal

cuz that sh*t ain’t finna rust

they want smoke why not give em what they want

just like i’m russ

b*tch!

- imperial bigg lyrics

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