| Gotta get mine a fast way
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| Quick money cash way, ski mask way
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| I treat today like my last day
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| I fuck a bitch from the back, she scream my man’s name
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| Gang way, gang way, gang way
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| I’m too good for my own good
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| We can all be bad thugs, I know it’s hard to show love
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| I’ve realized now I’ve grown up
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| Big guap, big pack, big jazz
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| Big bag, I’ll have your bitch mad
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| Big flicky or the big guap?
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| I’m going sick mad, all I know is sick trap
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| I’m hitting missions and we did grafts
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| My life’s been a bit mad
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| I was wanted as a youngin', living life out of bin bags
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| Twenty-one in jail, I’m on my twenty-one savage
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| No heart like a Tin Man
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| Cleanin' up like the bin man
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| Clean up, clean up, clean up, I gotta clean up
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| I’m too young to sit down, I can’t put my feet up
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| I just wanna smoke my weed, count rags and fuck a beat up
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| All the risk I had to take just to be up
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| Now I’m smiling at the re’up
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| Meekz manage it, they know I fuck the T up
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| Take chances, make choices, pull up in some Rolls Royces
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| Straight gold, stay gold, you know we got some great voices
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| Doing cemetery visits, can’t remember these lyrics
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| Can’t stop, won’t stop and I’ma never be finished
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| Dizzy Diamond, that’s a very deep lyric
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| Diamonds are forever, are you deep in it?
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| Even when we dead, they still feelin' it
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| Light change, light change, light change
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| Back here, off of the mainframe
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| Gotta do what my mind say
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| I don’t think I’ve got a high left
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| If I do, I’ll probably choose to use my hot list
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| Two mil, we got our child next
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| Lightweight, lightweight, lightweight
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| Quick, quick, gotta make the light switch
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| Get it? |
| All you’ve lived, that’s a life perk
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| I gotta get mine first, I try and get in it, take it for
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| Do you for robbin', shottin' or mobbin'
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| Not stoppin', get guap, next box and get guapin'
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| No flossin', gotta stack up the profits
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| They need money, don’t have this, I got no hobbies
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| Rap shit, feels like the fan’s poppin'
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| No stoppin', no stoppin', let’s get guapin'
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| Get guap, next box, just get guapin'
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| No flossin', gotta stack it up and save up the profits
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| They need money, don’t have this, I got no hobbies
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| Rap shit, feels like the fan’s poppin', like, like the fan’s poppin'
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| Gotta get mine a fast way
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| Quick money cash way, ski mask way
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| I treat today like my last day
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| I fuck a bitch from the back, she scream my man’s name
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| Gang way, gang way, gang way
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| I’m too good for my own good
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| We can all be bad thugs, I know it’s hard to show love
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| I’ve realized now I’ve grown up
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| Big guap, big pack, big jazz
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| Big bag’ll have your bitch mad
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| I gotta get mine a quick way, big cave, quick way
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| Contour my wrist, take chances, never did take
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| Always been great, good days, bad days, mad days, bad days
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| All them clink days, yeah, all took me strains, I never been ways
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| Bank wins for thinly pro stone, that’s a piss take
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| I turn moves digital, all to get my shit straight
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| Big shit, hit shit, hit licks, nobody for my blood did this
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| Rags to riches, straight prisoners
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| I smoke woods but I prefer bristles |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Big Bag , by - Meekz. Song from the album Can't Stop Won't Stop, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп