Soicyboyz 2 Lyrics – Big Scarr
Singer: Big Scarr
Title: Soicyboyz 2
(Tay Keith, f#ck these n#gg#s up)
SoIcyBoy, blrrt, blrrt
Uh, brrt, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go (Let’s go)
Yeah, uh (Yeah), big blrrt
Yeah, blrrt, (Blrrt), blrrt, blrrt (Blrrt), blrrt
Let’s go, let’s go
Pooh, thats my snake with that Glock in the ride (Slatt, slatt)
Pour up a four in the pineapple snap (Snap)
Life like a movie, I’m flippin’ through chapters (Chapter)
Seventeen months, I done turned to a rapper (Rap)
Said whowant the smoke, now his folks lightin’ candles (Brrt)
She brought her friend, give a f#ck ’bout the past (Brrt, brrt)
Ayy broad daylight toe tag, we whack ’em (We whack ’em)
Everyday, buyin’ new guns, we active
Big booty b#tch, from the back, make it tap (Tap)
Brand new hundred, two stick, can’t count (Can’t count)
Pop a lil’ Perc’ while I’m tryna relapse (Relapse)
Spin the block twice, n#gg#, that’s a relap (Relap)
Drac’ in my pants, now I walk with a limp (Limp)
If I’m feelin’ offended, I’m takin’ it out (Takedown)
b#tch this is a robbery, better not move
Scarr strippin’ ’em naked, I’m shakin’ em down (Shakedown)
I love performin’ with hoes on stage (Yeah)
I just be pickin’ b#tches out the crowd
Designer Glocks, no throwaways (Nope)
We shoot to kill, gettin’ shot in style (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
I done got rich, now a lot of n#gg#s nervous (They mad)
And I just been with a sister named Curry
Shootin’ on the court, had them young n#gg#s perishin’ (They perishin’)
I can draw back, cut his life short early (Cut early, cut early, yup)
Fix a n#gg#’s #ss with the choppa like a surgeon (Yup)
Remember I was broke takin’ baths in detergent
Now these red bottoms bleedin’ on my feet like a virgin (Like a virgin)
I could still sell a ‘bow at the store by Curry (By Curry)
Shots get pumped, yeah, a n#gg#, put the word in (Put the word in)
Call about some P’s, I’ma get to it, urgent (Urgent)
Young rich n#gg#, yeah, you know I’m still servin’ (Serve, serve)
Ain’t gotta touch no money out of my deal
n#gg#, been gettin’ to it, now we just gettin’ noticed
And we still in the hood on the green box posted
Settin’ up shop every day, we open
If you on some dangerous sh#t, I’ll promote it
If we wasn’t slidin’, we probably was scopin’
I got a play, you just gotta be cool
Give me some time, let me put it in motion
And you know they look up to slimy lil’ dude
It ain’t none but one of me, you n#gg#s bogus
Uh, you n#gg#s bogus (Brrt), yup (Big brrt), yup
I done came up, hoes sayin’ I’m cocky (I’m cocky)
Thirty bad hoes in the hotel lobby (The hotel lobby)
Water drippin’ off me like a Section 8 faucet (Like a faucet)
Poppin’ my sh#t, all my hoes say I’m toxic (Too cocky)
James Harden step back, hit ’em with the rocket (With the rocket)
Still wake up in the hood with them hittas with the spotty (With the spotty)
Cut my choppa, bullets soundin’ like a car wreck (Like a car wreck)
My b#tch quit school, now she rich off Forex (Forex)
n#gg#s talkin’ down on me, hate it, I ignore it (I ignore it)
Supercharged Dodge, hit the gas, yeah, floor it (Yeah, floor it)
Talk down, I’ma hit you in the eye like Floyd (Like Floyd)
Too much drip, take a b#tch overboard (Overboard), uh
Drip, splash
So Icy, So Icy, gang
Yup, yup
Ho, yeah, I get your main b#tch spinnin’ like a windmill (Huh)
So much ice, you walk by, you get a wind chill (Ice, ice)
Yeah, they call me Big Foo, you know I do a big drill
I ain’t do a drive-by, b#tch, I did a standstill (Boom)
Shout out to Big Wop, boy, I got a big deal (Huh)
Yeah, I got the big drip, b#tches call me big spill (Drip)
Boy, don’t call me dangerous if you don’t like a bad peel (Grrah)
Boy, I killed the main opp, know that that’s a big kill (Grrah)
Caught the p#ss# n#gg# slippin’, yeah, that was a free kill (Ho)
Know I pour a four up with the mud, I had to break the seal (Mud)
Disrespect the mob, and yeah, hollow bullet he gon’ feel (Ho)
From the corner, n#gg#s know I’m good just like Bradley Beal (Grrah)
In the kitchen, beat the bowl just like Betty (What?)
If I said it, p#ss# boy, don’t forget it (Ho)
I’m direct, I never send you a message (No)
I’ll kill him and you ’bout the fetty (Ho)
Pull up with a stick, n#gg#s know I got a hundred rounds
Choppas hit and make ya break dance, call you Bobby Brown
Double R, Choppa Gang and the mob’ll hunt you down
We gon’ dump his #ss in the lake, ain’t no bodies found (Ho)
p#ss# #ss n#gg#
Y’all can’t f#ck with us, ho (Brrt)
Ho, ho
Foog
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