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EMoney One|11 - Big Dope Big Bands Lyrics



EMoney One|11 - Big Dope Big Bands Lyrics




Oh na na na uhhh
Big dope big bands Big dope na na
Aye
What
Big Dope

Big dope - big bands woah

Toolie tucked in my pants woah

Some of niggas sell xans do scams

& some of my niggas spit flows yea

Some of my friends ain't got no dough hit a lick feds send up the road

We screamin free him free bro Got beef whole squad handin out free smoke

We don't We don't gotta sell that dope no more

I could give a bag to errybody I know

My friends locked up screamin f*ck 5-0

I was in da car I got caught wit-big-dope-big bands-woah

Toolie tucked in my pants woah

Errybody sayin that it's my time E-money don't miss yo chance no


Remember nights in a cell deadbroken now they hate cuz a youngin got racks

I ain't Savin up for college I already got knowledge I invest in the trap

Momma grew up in the Bronx in the projects she don't want her son slangin crack

I was out gettin high
My cousin just died
I swear I'd give the world to get em back

But I can't do it RIP Jay

I was blind too much money in my face

Locked up in the county right now but I'm talkin to my bro from prison on 3 way

Every call like novacane we don't feel the pain remanicing on way better days

Then we hang up it's back to reality niggas still bettin that soup for a tray

I ain't crip this is jail house blues

My bro locked cuz A snitch gave clues

Big dope woah big bands uh uh these the type of drugs that make the channel 6 news

Fell in love wit the cash uhuhh feels good tellin momma I'll pay for the food

I'm the back home of my crew see I hold my team together like screws

Big dope - big bands woah

Toolie tucked in my pants woah

Some of my niggas sell xans do scams

& some of my niggas spit flows yea

Some of my friends ain't go no dough hit a lick feds send up the road

We screamin free him free bro

Got beef whole squad handin out free smoke

We don't We Don't gotta sell that dope no more

I could give a bag to errybody I know

My friends locked up screamin f*ck 5-0

I was in da car I got caught wit-big-dope-big bands-woah

Toolie tucked in my pants woah

Errybody sayin that it's my time E-money don't miss yo chance no

Mmm mmm mmmm mmm
And some of niggas spit
Whole squad handing out
Squad handing out
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Oh na na na uhhh
Big dope big bands Big dope na na
Aye
What
Big Dope

Big dope - big bands woah

Toolie tucked in my pants woah

Some of niggas sell xans do scams

& some of my niggas spit flows yea

Some of my friends ain't got no dough hit a lick feds send up the road

We screamin free him free bro Got beef whole squad handin out free smoke

We don't We don't gotta sell that dope no more

I could give a bag to errybody I know

My friends locked up screamin f*ck 5-0

I was in da car I got caught wit-big-dope-big bands-woah

Toolie tucked in my pants woah

Errybody sayin that it's my time E-money don't miss yo chance no


Remember nights in a cell deadbroken now they hate cuz a youngin got racks

I ain't Savin up for college I already got knowledge I invest in the trap

Momma grew up in the Bronx in the projects she don't want her son slangin crack

I was out gettin high
My cousin just died
I swear I'd give the world to get em back

But I can't do it RIP Jay

I was blind too much money in my face

Locked up in the county right now but I'm talkin to my bro from prison on 3 way

Every call like novacane we don't feel the pain remanicing on way better days

Then we hang up it's back to reality niggas still bettin that soup for a tray

I ain't crip this is jail house blues

My bro locked cuz A snitch gave clues

Big dope woah big bands uh uh these the type of drugs that make the channel 6 news

Fell in love wit the cash uhuhh feels good tellin momma I'll pay for the food

I'm the back home of my crew see I hold my team together like screws

Big dope - big bands woah

Toolie tucked in my pants woah

Some of my niggas sell xans do scams

& some of my niggas spit flows yea

Some of my friends ain't go no dough hit a lick feds send up the road

We screamin free him free bro

Got beef whole squad handin out free smoke

We don't We Don't gotta sell that dope no more

I could give a bag to errybody I know

My friends locked up screamin f*ck 5-0

I was in da car I got caught wit-big-dope-big bands-woah

Toolie tucked in my pants woah

Errybody sayin that it's my time E-money don't miss yo chance no

Mmm mmm mmmm mmm
And some of niggas spit
Whole squad handing out
Squad handing out
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Writer: Erik Joel Gonzalez
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EMoney One|11 - Big Dope Big Bands Video
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Performed By: EMoney One|11
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: Erik Joel Gonzalez

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