Big Bad Wolf Lyrics – OHGEESY
Singer: OHGEESY
Title: Big Bad Wolf
Ron-Ron go run it up
Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that sh#t
If you got it, then you got it
Gotta show that sh#t
Tell me touch it with the money, how to throw that sh#t
Throw that sh#t, throw that sh#t
Throw that━
Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that sh#t
If you got it, then you got it
Gotta show that sh#t
Tell me touch it with the money, how to throw that sh#t
If that’s a lil’ baby, gotta mow the b#tch
Big cuts of that juice, n#gg# pour that sh#t
Big blunts in the wood, on police sh#t
If it ain’t hundred bands, you ain’t showing sh#t
I just flipped hundred grams, all I know is this
Got the choppa before the oppas, they go blocka-blocka
Hollow tips sh#t, turn you into a pop-locker (Pop)
Everybody eat, It’s a Benihana
I call the goonies, I don’t point heaters
Pointers on my neck, I don’t point fingers
n#gg#s paying eight hundred for some sneakers
I’m paying eight hundred for the scope with the nina
Still stippin’ drank, R.I.P that n#gg# yams
YG four hundred I just flipped a hundred grams
Baby mama, she be trippin’ ’cause they wanna f#ck her mans
At the show, I’ll be showing out so n#gg# watch your hands
In the club turnt up in a VIP session (Ain’t no─)
Ain’t no glicks in the whip, boy they in my presence
And the b#tch head like some Herbal Essences
I don’t argue with a b#tch, I give her verbal lessons
Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that sh#t
If you got it, then you got it
Gotta show that sh#t
Tell me touch it with the money, how to throw that sh#t
If that’s a lil’ baby, gotta mow the b#tch, ay
Big cuts of that juice, n#gg# pour that sh#t
Big blunts in the wood, on police sh#t
If it ain’t hundred bands, you ain’t showing sh#t
I just flipped hundred grams, all I know is this
I like my Glock nine like my f#cking Llama (Bow)
All these b#tches they be jealous of my kid mama (Yeah)
All she do cook, clean and she count commas (Hey)
Mercedes Benz, she won’t ride in your f#cking Honda (Skr)
I don’t got a back-wood, I’m finna roll a [?] (Ay)
Four hundred degrees like a f#cking sauna
I don’t got a back-wood, I’m finna roll a [?]
Four hundred degrees like a f#cking sauna
Rich n#gg#, boy you know I got rich habits
Silly b#tch, do tricks like a lil’ rabbit
304’s on go, they be real savage
f#ck a n#gg# like me, get that real cabbage
Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that sh#t
If you got it, then you got it
Gotta show that sh#t
Tell me touch it with the money, how to throw that sh#t
If that’s a lil’ baby, gotta mow the b#tch
Big cuts of that juice, n#gg# pour that sh#t
Big blunts in the wood, on police sh#t
If it ain’t hundred bands, you ain’t showing sh#t
I just flipped hundred grams, all I know is this
Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that sh#t
If you got it, then you got it
Gotta show that sh#t
Tell me touch it with the money, how to throw that sh#t
If that’s a lil’ baby, gotta mow the b#tch
Big cuts of that juice, n#gg# pour that sh#t
Big blunts in the wood, on police sh#t
If it ain’t hundred bands, you ain’t showing sh#t
I just flipped hundred grams, all I know is this
Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that sh#t
If you got it, then you got it
Gotta show that sh#t
Tell me touch it with the money, how to throw that sh#t
Throw that sh#t, throw that sh#t
Throw that━
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