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big check - ybn almighty jay lyrics

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[intro]
ooh, ooh
ooh, ooh
ooh, ooh
ooh, ooh

[chorus]
hop in that lamb’ truck, get to speedin’
i put the bands up and started cheesin’
why my b*tch in her feelings for no reason?
bought her a h*llcat, she a demon
remember my teacher said that i’d never be sh*t
prolly buy the school and start teachin’
i used to hate when my mama made me go to church
prolly buy the block and start preachin’, yeah
i ran it up, can’t go back to being regular
i got the baddest b*tches on my schedule
paid for the p*ssy, put it on a pedestal
he got a choppa, but we havin’ several
lil’ bro caught a body, hope hе don’t go federal
smokin’ on runtz in cali like it’s mеdical
she takin’ percocets like they edible
i walked out of the bank with a big check

[verse]
i bought the private plane for her clique
i f*cked a p*rn star at the ritz
i put some diamond chains on a b*tch
i put some wedding rings in her tits
i drove from cali to texas with p’s in the u*haul
’cause that sh*t gon’ make me rich
my n*gga got pour double with some sh*t that wasn’t his
and he still didn’t snitch
i put the lamb’ truck in the fifth gear
i brought my brother a plain jane rollie for all the times he kept it real
i f*ck with strippers every time i get loaded
i don’t know why, i just like how it feel
i tried to keep my dawg out the streets, but he still wanna go play in the field
i’m prolly in islam with a priest, i brought a minigun in the jeep
i’ll start a prenup with a freak, i got her ass done in belize
just like the young n*ggas do what they please
why is this airliner smellin’ like weed?
i told julie and craig to give me a raise, ’cause i ain’t goin’ back to the streets
[chorus]
hop in that lamb’ truck, get to speedin’
i put the bands up and started cheesin’
why my b*tch in her feelings for no reason?
bought her a h*llcat, she a demon
remember my teacher said that i’d never be sh*t
prolly buy the school and start teachin’
i used to hate when my mama made me go to church
prolly buy the block and start preachin’, yeah
i ran it up, can’t go back to being regular
i got the baddest b*tches on my schedule
paid for the p*ssy, put it on a pedestal
he got a choppa, but we havin’ several
lil’ bro caught a body, hope he don’t go federal
smokin’ on runtz in cali like it’s medical
she takin’ percocets like they edible
i walked out of the bank with a big check

[outro]
ooh, ooh
ooh, ooh
ooh, ooh

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