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Ayo Carter, you the man, ayy, ayy. That's an ego call, lil' nigga, you ain't never Had to have one those, nigga. Shout out my nigga Ben. You sold a brick Before, bitch? I'ma pop this bitch off like this, Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy. The trunk in the front. Pourin' lean and I'm rollin' blunts, nigga. We rockin' Plain Jane and we got 'em buffs. What I made tonight, it probably took your ass Six months. Big trucks on the expressway, Nigga, big bucks. Big ice on us, try to Take it, nigga, good luck. Hoppin' off the jet and I got lean in My coffee cup. Cleo at the back door, Early for that wake up. I'm in this bitch with Vazzo and my nigga Bankroll Freddy. I'm goin' off a Perc', so I Put it in her belly. The bag boat taken for these racks 'cause they Heavy. I was grindin', they was sleepin', I done Took off, they wasn't ready. Walk in in Louis, I need two pair, I Feel like Nelly. Send my killer to the club To make a movie like it's Belly. Your bitch got on Chanel, my bitch got on A Kelly. And we both got on a Presi, Man, you lil' niggas petty, ayy. Pourin' lean and I'm rollin' blunts, nigga. We rockin' Plain Jane and we got 'em buffs. What I made tonight, it probably took your ass Six months. Big trucks on the expressway, Nigga, big bucks. Pourin' lean and I'm rollin' blunts, nigga. We rockin' Plain Jane and we got 'em buffs. What I made tonight, it probably took your ass Six months. Big trucks on the expressway, Nigga, big bucks. Yeah, don't wear no 36s or No jubilees. See that nigga stressin' off the weed, He done blew his cheese. This fro charm around my necklace feel like two Degrees. I'ma do the dash in that new 'Rari, I can't do the speed. Got Joe Biden on My arm, it cost me forty-six. Real sipper, I ain't got that Quake and I'm Gon' pour the Trish. Put my niggas in the Game, yeah, I just throw assists. When it come to stackin' up them mills, you Niggas owin' six. Took four hundred to the dealer For that colorin'. Stuck them twenty-sixes on that Bitch, it always rubbin' shit. I got a pound of cream soda, pour the Mud in it. Put a switchy on it, FN Sound like it's stutterin'. Pourin' lean and I'm rollin' blunts, nigga. We rockin' Plain Jane and we got 'em buffs. What I made tonight, it probably took your ass Six months. Big trucks on the expressway, Nigga, big bucks. Pourin' lean and I'm rollin' blunts, nigga. We rockin' Plain Jane and we got 'em buffs. What I made tonight, it probably took ass six Months. Big trucks on the expressway, nigga, Big bucks. Yeah, won't be no ice around my Wrist unless it's flooded in it. No, I don't smoke and I don't drink, but Bitch, I'm thuggin' with it. I got a shorty nicknamed Red, she got that Bottle motor. Think she got hit up bad with That bag the way she got it on her. That probably went over your head, niggas sleep like They gone off meds. Either way, I'ma get to The bread, brand new drop ride, no head. All in black, know we call the play, we Ain't gon' call it back. No fallin' back, I'm B. I. G., but I'm steppin' on 'em, Call me Shaq. I'm in a foreign, got my fleet, it cost Me two mil'. I pull up out the golden Road and talkin' two pills. It's back to back, we get to spinnin', talkin' Two drills. Came out the bottom to the top, I'm talkin' two hills. Pourin' lean and I'm rollin' blunts, nigga. We rockin' Plain Jane and we got 'em buffs. What I made tonight, it probably took your ass Six months. Big trucks on the expressway, Nigga, big bucks. Pourin' lean and I'm rollin' blunts, nigga. We rockin' Plain Jane and we got 'em buffs. What I made tonight, it probably took your ass Six months. Big trucks on the expressway, Nigga, big bucks.
Trae tha Truth, G.T., Icewear Vezzo — Big Bucks
«Big Bucks» — Trae tha Truth, G.T., Icewear Vezzo. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:15. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
