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big shit poppin - the stew group lyrics

[chorus: wave]
big sh*t poppin
bands is my wallet
benz with the options
gas in the c*ckpit
big sh*t poppin
bands is my wallet
benz with the options
gas in the c*ckpit

[verse 1: wave]
all might allah
give me all mighty dollars
quintessential americana
i don’t pause for these commas
i just run it up until i’ve had enough
and truth be told don’t think i ever will
there will always be a better meal
surf and turf served with baby seal
i’m just trying to find the finer things
flex on exes with the finest tings
twin sisters like siamese
give good brain likе socrates
your boo looking so run down
my jewels glowing likе sun down
my coupé foreign my top down
make your new ford look like junk now
[chorus: wave, jta]
big sh*t poppin
bands is my wallet
benz with the options
gas in the c*ckpit
big sh*t popping
bands in my wallet
benz with the options
i got gas in the c*ckpit
big sh*t poppin
bands is my wallet
benz with the options
gas in the c*ckpit
big sh*t popping
bands in my wallet
i got benz with the options
gas in the c*ckpit

[verse 2: jta]
big sh*t is popping, making moves lining pockets
to build an empire’s on my docket
straight to the moon, we’re on a rocket
shout out the crew, we’re in the stu’
burning the booth, gold on my tooth
making the cream while you’re wasting your youth
what i’m bout to say, is only the truth
i pay more in taxes than triple your salary
keep a quarter stashed in the attic and launder it through my gallery
f*ck what the rumors say, tuck it until i say
your people are on my pay, my name’s jta, back to wave
[chorus: wave, sam bones]
big sh*t poppin
bands is my wallet
benz with the options
gas in the c*ckpit
big sh*t popping
bands is the wallet
benz come with options
gas in the c*ckpit
big sh*t popping
bands is the wallet
benz come with options
gas in the c*ckpit
big sh*t p**ping
bands can’t fit in my wallet
benz fast like a rocket
smoking on gas up in the c*ckpit

[verse 3: sam bones]
vroom vroom
hop in the benz, go zoom
only got two seats but it’s me and two hoes
sit one in my lap to make room
hit the road, took the back way
turn up the stereo, bump mac dre
name of the crew is stew, and the name rings true
get stupider every day
i’m neil young meets young thug
wore a drug rag from a real young
age i was rapping, i never sung
before you talk that sh*t better hold your tongue
better say something you’re sure of
i’ll drop some classics you ain’t heard of
hit the stage k!ll the mic like murda
hop in the benz start the engine skirt off
[outro: sam bones]
big sh*t p**ping
bands can’t fit in my wallet
benz fast like a rocket
smoking on gas up in the c*ckpit
skrt!

- the stew group lyrics

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