Lyrics

It's been a lot shit goin' through my mind Everybody ain't really who they say they is My couple woldys doe they solid Nigga this that big boss talk Nigga this that big boss walk Don't be big boss and get yours dropped Bitch call me Mr. flip that knot, yea Be careful when them windows drop One out the side yea, one out the top, yea Have you runnin' like you just seen God Or should I say his word he call him mister Allah, yea Now let me tell you how the pain really feel, yea And when I think bout the dead give me chills, yea I gotta run up this bag here for real, yea House on the hills, yea Momma need Mills, yea And let me tell you what these Benji's do I'm domin' woods and 100s 50s what I'm thumbin' through Never sleep on a man, expected to loose And everybody who come with you yea they can't stay with you Nigga this that big boss talk Nigga this that big boss walk Don't be big boss and get yours dropped Bitch call me Mr. flip that knot
Writer(s): Robert Montgomery Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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