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D Green - Big Time Lyrics



D Green - Big Time Lyrics
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[ Featuring Devoo, wockst4rr ]

She wanna rock out, okay
+
She wanna pop out, let's go
+
She said she miss me I don't feel shit
+
She said she miss me I don't feel shit
+
I'm pushing 150
+
Riding this Benz
+
This hoe tryna get me
+
Grabbing my pants
+
These niggas can't compete with me
+
That's what I'm sayin
+
I'll pop a lil eddie just for the plane ride
+
Coming over just to f*ck it don't feel right
+
But it's cool with me
+
New watch Plain Jane
+
This shit new to me
+
Know that she love the money or the jewelry
+
Or it's the looks the reason you pursuing me
+
You get me drunk cause you know what it do to me
+
I was playing my cards right you ain't had no clue
+
Mob ties you run up, and we shooting
+
Nigga we shooting that bitch
+
U-Haul Trap be moving that shit
+
Too sauced can't get the wock out my hand
+
Views match the cost for the shoes and the pants
+
Act like a star I'm looking for some moves in Japan
+
Might as well book me you try to make one move and ya dead
+
I kinda be moving too fast gotta watch how I play it
+
And I know I said I trusted that hoe but I never believed it
+
Never believed it
+
That lil' hoe tryna go and get even
+
She makin' mutual agreements
+
I just want her to come eat up the semen
+
She's in my touch, and she know I been feining she really a demon
+
I put money on everything
+
I love my bitch so she know I ain't thinkin' bout leaving
+
Damn, what you saying?
+
High out my mind
+
I told my twizy to pour a few lines he gon' really recline
+
I be high out my goddamn job
+
She said goddamn Wok you look so fine
+
Real stuntin young nigga from the Raq Southside
+
Me and twin on the rush we gon' do it big time
+
When I pop up in the party know I always got my slime
+
Bitch I feel like nine I don't need a co-sign
+
Bitch, I graduated education
+
Me and twin ain't got no expiration
+
We the ones they underestimated
+
Kill em' all no resuscitation
+
I'ma leave a lil bad ho decimated
+
All my f*cking pockets no more registration
+
I see the f*cking crown and I'ma f*cking take it
+
Looking out the window thanking God I made it
+
Thank the Lord for providing these bars
+
Hop in the whip foreign whip push start
+
She hot and ready call that bitch Pop Tart
+
VV's cold as hell call my ass Leanord Snart
+
Slimey devious
+
That's how you move
+
The jeans Amiri the shirt is Rhude
+
Prada tune it's red on the shoes
+
Yo bitch is f*ckin' and you don't have a clue
+
OTT it's only the trap that's facts
+
Who said D Green don't got them racks, cap
+
Like Dora I stay with that pack on me
+
Throwing spirals like Pat Homie
+
You want that shit you gotta take it
+
Shoot that shot then I make it
+
I bleed this shit, ain't no faking
+
Yeah yeah yeah
+
It's tatted on me Jesus rose from the dead
+
Had it on me every time I was stopped by the Feds
+
Ain't supposed to be here
+
Niggas supposed to be dead
+
Shit ain't coincidence
+
This shit ain't luck
+
Life is a gift to each your own
+
I'm with the Trap and I'm never alone
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English

She wanna rock out, okay
+
She wanna pop out, let's go
+
She said she miss me I don't feel shit
+
She said she miss me I don't feel shit
+
I'm pushing 150
+
Riding this Benz
+
This hoe tryna get me
+
Grabbing my pants
+
These niggas can't compete with me
+
That's what I'm sayin
+
I'll pop a lil eddie just for the plane ride
+
Coming over just to f*ck it don't feel right
+
But it's cool with me
+
New watch Plain Jane
+
This shit new to me
+
Know that she love the money or the jewelry
+
Or it's the looks the reason you pursuing me
+
You get me drunk cause you know what it do to me
+
I was playing my cards right you ain't had no clue
+
Mob ties you run up, and we shooting
+
Nigga we shooting that bitch
+
U-Haul Trap be moving that shit
+
Too sauced can't get the wock out my hand
+
Views match the cost for the shoes and the pants
+
Act like a star I'm looking for some moves in Japan
+
Might as well book me you try to make one move and ya dead
+
I kinda be moving too fast gotta watch how I play it
+
And I know I said I trusted that hoe but I never believed it
+
Never believed it
+
That lil' hoe tryna go and get even
+
She makin' mutual agreements
+
I just want her to come eat up the semen
+
She's in my touch, and she know I been feining she really a demon
+
I put money on everything
+
I love my bitch so she know I ain't thinkin' bout leaving
+
Damn, what you saying?
+
High out my mind
+
I told my twizy to pour a few lines he gon' really recline
+
I be high out my goddamn job
+
She said goddamn Wok you look so fine
+
Real stuntin young nigga from the Raq Southside
+
Me and twin on the rush we gon' do it big time
+
When I pop up in the party know I always got my slime
+
Bitch I feel like nine I don't need a co-sign
+
Bitch, I graduated education
+
Me and twin ain't got no expiration
+
We the ones they underestimated
+
Kill em' all no resuscitation
+
I'ma leave a lil bad ho decimated
+
All my f*cking pockets no more registration
+
I see the f*cking crown and I'ma f*cking take it
+
Looking out the window thanking God I made it
+
Thank the Lord for providing these bars
+
Hop in the whip foreign whip push start
+
She hot and ready call that bitch Pop Tart
+
VV's cold as hell call my ass Leanord Snart
+
Slimey devious
+
That's how you move
+
The jeans Amiri the shirt is Rhude
+
Prada tune it's red on the shoes
+
Yo bitch is f*ckin' and you don't have a clue
+
OTT it's only the trap that's facts
+
Who said D Green don't got them racks, cap
+
Like Dora I stay with that pack on me
+
Throwing spirals like Pat Homie
+
You want that shit you gotta take it
+
Shoot that shot then I make it
+
I bleed this shit, ain't no faking
+
Yeah yeah yeah
+
It's tatted on me Jesus rose from the dead
+
Had it on me every time I was stopped by the Feds
+
Ain't supposed to be here
+
Niggas supposed to be dead
+
Shit ain't coincidence
+
This shit ain't luck
+
Life is a gift to each your own
+
I'm with the Trap and I'm never alone
+
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Writer: William Woodfork, Devon Adkins, Damarien Green
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed by: D Green
Featuring: Devoo, wockst4rr
Language: English
Length: 2:39
Written by: William Woodfork, Devon Adkins, Damarien Green
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