Big Boi Music Lyrics – Cream Da Villain
Singer: Cream Da Villain
Title: Big Boi Music
I been up three days counting paper up
Smoking on the top notch
I cannot stop
Shooting down have him jumping like it’s hopscotch
Don’t approach a n#gg#, you do not cop
Pull up on a opp block, bullets from the Glock pop
n#gg# this ain’t what you want, this big boi music
This that roll that zaza up, load a toy to it
This that “is you selling girl or that boy” music?
Silencer on the Glock got no noise to it
Selling boy on the block and them joints moving
Custies knocking at the door tryna get a fix
My young n#gg#s on parole and they hitting licks
Iced out gold chain with the big baguettes
Plotting on a Rollie plain, I’mma get it next
Switching lanes in the Range while she giving neck
Only copped one bird, I’mma get a stretch
n#gg#s acting like the man but I ain’t impressed
Tried to leave the scene clean but I made a mess
I could get a n#gg# hit for an eighth of Meth
Yeah I’m still in the game, I just pay the ref
I look at her and she f#ck, I don’t waste my breath
Once you got it gotta stay away from fake love
But it’s better when you spend it with your day ones
And I’m waiting for a p#ss# n#gg# say some
When they asking me “man, who did it?” I just play dumb
Me and my brothers in these streets, mama pray for us
If you ain’t getting any money stay away from us
I’ve been up three days counting paper up
n#gg#s said they getting money but it ain’t enough
Got a brick of raw, came in from Singapore
Counting so much money now my fingers sore
n#gg#s talking bout sh#t they never did before
Come walk through my hood, real n#gg# tour
You making b#tches bored, talking bout that nonsense
Me, when I hit the floor? Feeling like I’m Godsent
Moving like a bomb threat
Known to make the dog stretch
More or less
Now me and cuhz in the fortress
I’m a legend in the streets, doing Forbes next
Verified on the gram but need more checks
Rolex, 41, hit for 40 down
Big trey in all the towns
Dummies got a death wish
Way the 40 spitting rounds f#cking up my left wrist
Nine leave you breathless
Test us, bet you regret this
Baby chain, hang you from your necklace
8 Trey B Dub, I’m heavy on the set b#tch
Me and my brothers in these streets, mama pray for us
If you ain’t getting any money stay away from us
I’ve been up three days counting paper up
n#gg#s said they getting money but it ain’t enough
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