Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Big B, artist - D-Block Europe. Date of issue: 08.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Big B |
| Brought you to the water, I played my part, gotta see what you demonstrate |
| I’m that same twenty-nine, get a call from big Ko, gotta pull up with the |
| thirty-eight featherweight (Yeah) |
| 2015, in that white, Ciroc-o, got it on us, no funny stuff |
| Fuck around, not sell us no grub, me and LB will rob 'em, they’ll cry and call |
| cuzzy up (Take that) |
| Back then I used to get on the train with three G-packs, walk 'round the town |
| and just fuck it up (Fuck it up) |
| My little niggas gettin' nicked for the pokings in town so the shotters and the |
| jakes know what’s up with us (Yeah, yeah) |
| When I was young, I used to walk from Lewisham graveyard all the way to |
| frontline to get Lizzie (Yeah) |
| Chromes and Gutta probably chased somethin' down, probably cheffed somethin' up |
| by the time I hit Chick Chicken (Yeah) |
| In my black Ralph trackie, got my flicky on my waist, got my shots and my |
| little fuckin' phone here (Yeah) |
| Had a passa with the fiend outside KFC (Yeah) |
| TSG pulled up, I’m on my toes, nigga |
| All I need from you is honesty (Yeah) |
| Molly water boost my confidence (Yeah) |
| Trappers, we don’t deal with fraudulence (You dig?) |
| Snitches do not get acknowledgement (You dig?) |
| I’ma go and fund the war for them (You dig?) |
| They tryna score, it’s a tournament (You dig?) |
| Gotta speak from my heart, fuck an audience, we was oppressed, now we dominant |
| (Ski) |
| I fucked around, showed too much love, they abusing my love, got me thinkin' |
| evil things (Mmm) |
| See, the game is the game, I’ma play to my grave, I’ma deal with the shit that |
| people bring (For life) |
| I know the real you, the one that you hate, maybe that’s why I see it how it is |
| (I see it) |
| Still got corn for my bro’s crackhead friend, when I was eight years old, |
| he was thieving out the crib (Ski) |
| But now I done grew up (Ski) |
| She a princess, I might pick her shoe up (Ski) |
| Ex broke her heart, I’ma buy her a new one (Ski) |
| Bagging up in the pent, Q of white in the hoover, we get it |
| I might fly out to Venice, yeah (Yeah, yeah) |
| Five-star spa, she replenished, yeah (Yeah, yeah) |
| When you fucking with me, can’t regret it, I bet that your ex gets the message, |
| you dig? |
| (Yeah, yeah) |
| We come from the jungle (Yeah) |
| Got some firearms, bro, we don’t tumble (Yeah) |
| Hair long and real, call her Rapunzel (Yeah) |
| Plug is flingin' the coca in bundles (Yeah) |
| I’m a sinner, I say what I want to (Oh) |
| We go shopping, I buy you some lunch too (Oh) |
| I done seen a few real niggas crumble (Yeah) |
| Made a killin' off B like a bumble (Yeah) |
| I’m chillin', I’m in my kameez (Yeah) |
| I might fly to Egypt with Capris (Yeah) |
| I won’t lie, I sweep 'em off their feet (Yeah) |
| Close your eyes and picture, have you seen? |
| (Yeah) |
| Hope Allah forgives me when we meet (Yeah) |
| Hear the lies on my name, it’s ridiculous |
| Moncler with the fur, it’s indigenous |
| I’m in court tryna assert my innocence |
| Name infamous (Ski) |