Lyrics Blessed - Hot Sugar, Big Baby Gandhi

Blessed

Big Baby, bow before greatness
Your boy bolts
Being blessed by geishas
Bring it back to basics, basically I blaze shit
Boochie brown bitches burning in my basement
Booties bounces, bobbling, ballsacks
Best believe I be by shoulders like a backpack
Breathin' in her butt, bein' blessed like I just sneezed
Bring it to her belly, her back is where I bust seed
Lemme backtrack please, government or whoever
Don’t want you, know nothing
But keep your heart, keep it close like your cousin
Or your children
Occupy Zuccotti Park, don’t forget that Gandhi’s smart
'times I say stupid shit, but I’m not a narc
Lotta heart, got love for my people
Refills of e pills, you know how the weed feels
I wanna see mills, females on my neck like sprewell please chill (please chill.)
Illuminati on my mind, soul and my credit card charged so hard, the black bar
fell off
Just like your favorite rapper, they all so soft
Bottle zoloft and a half gram of oxy
Mean muggin' so hard, say «damn, man could rob me.»
Van Damme your posse, damn man that’s Gandhi