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big body - raqbaby lyrics

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[intro]
ah, n*gga
huh, load that b*tch up
ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
ah, yeah, n*gga, uh
call for the big body, yeah
yeah
shoot at me, shoot at me for real, n*gga
yeah, huh, ah
yeah, huh, huh, huh, huh

[chorus]
huh, call for the big body, we finna come load that b*tch up
huh, stop hidin’ in your auntie sh*t ‘fore we come and ‘splode that b*tch up
huh, she leave with that n*gga, come back actin’ different, you must’ve told the b*tch somethin’
and i don’t hit b*tches, but i got a four*five to come and fold this b*tch up
goofy*ass n*gga tried to play in the mall, beat his ass all night, we sewed that b*tch up, huh
opps on the block tryna set up shop, we’ll make ’em close that b*tch up
n*gga dumb as f*ck, he don’t gеt how big it is because he sold thе picture
rich as h*ll, it been so long since i did a drill, i let my solider get you

[interlude]
n*ggas quick to say i’m hidin’, huh, n*gga, don’t text my phone
drop a dot, b*tch, huh
what the f*ck is you on, n*gga?
we do a show out in the city, guess who goin’ back home with n*ggas?
[verse]
huh, know he done f*cked up
n*gga done mentioned my brodie name, lil’ n*gga, you know you f*cked up
opps be broke as f*ck, ain’t no rack for rack, these n*ggas know they f*cked up
i ain’t finna argue with no scram b*tch, she let my brodie f*ck her
in the back of the stoley, bust her
lurk through the opps’ sh*t, ain’t n0body in sight, any n*gga we find, we bust ’em
like we breakin’ up, i don’t want a n*gga to get outta line, he cross that line, we crush him
12 hit the spot, wasn’t no way out, so all them pints, we flushed ’em
had the block hot, gotta get out this b*tch tonight, so i’ma take a flight to russia
i’ma smash and pass you anyway, don’t speed up, why you rushin’?
b*tch, your tough*ass brother know we beat on sh*t and we don’t go for nothin’
huh, all we know is blow sh*t down, we don’t do no clutchin’
huh, n*gga gon’ die a shiesty way, mine know you gon’ blow for somethin’
when you see him, run him down, i’m outside ’bout right now
he was ready to jump in, talk sh*t ’bout my brother on live, not right now
soon as he tried to set the camera up, his b*tch ass shot right down
stop askin’ me all them questions, i don’t know your b*tch*ass homie, least not right now, huh
young n*gga bad as h*ll, we don’t give no f*cks, take a n*gga ripstik, gang
me and the bro f*cked your b*tch a million times, bust on her lipstick, gang
n*ggas know not to put no trust in us, backdoor, we flip sh*t, gang
if you airball, you ain’t ready to score with us, no lie, we clip sh*t, gang

[chorus]
huh, call for the big body, we finna come load that b*tch up
huh, stop hidin’ in your auntie sh*t ‘fore we come and ‘splode that b*tch up
huh, she leave with that n*gga, come back actin’ different, you must’ve told the b*tch somethin’
and i don’t hit b*tches, but i got a four*five to come and fold this b*tch up
goofy*ass n*gga tried to play in the mall, beat his ass all night, we sewed that b*tch up, huh
opps on the block tryna set up shop, we’ll make ’em close that b*tch up
n*gga dumb as f*ck, he don’t get how big it is because he sold the picture
rich as h*ll, it been so long since i did a drill, i let my solider get you

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