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Sunnyboy Avid - Bb simons Lyrics



Sunnyboy Avid - Bb simons Lyrics




We got too much in the car, we got too much in the foreign
I went coast to coast and went around the whole world touring
Want my one lil' shawdy, all these lil' hoes gettin' boring
Where you live, Chicago, bitch? You gettin' raided to get stormed

Spint the block, we hoppin' out the car with Glocks, you see these
Not talkin' bout my sister, B.B. Simon, yeah, you see me
I put the game in a choke hold, I'm DDTin
Ain't no ho ever try to play with me, we shootin' beams

Shoot him in his face, make his smile, not straight
And the money in the bag we got to much bae
And the crew, yeah, they stacked, they got teardrops all over they face
Rearrange his soul, renovate,
Slide your crib, I'll stop that bitch, I know where you stay

Put him in his place
Tell my brother what move we made, bitch, what you think
Them tools stay outside, we keep all them 40s, bitch, you weird, and you are corny
I got the love of your lil' life, and you can't get it back
She mine
I got people down to ride, that's my brother till we dead

Hell no, he ain't switchin' sides,
I got people short as kai run you down and you will die,
You try to feed them lies to my shorty head, watch out you might fly

We got too much in the car, we got too much in the foreign
I went coast to coast and went around the whole world touring
Want my one lil' shawdy, all these lil' hoes gettin' boring
Where you live, Chicago, bitch? You gettin' raided to get stormed

Spint the block, we hoppin' out the car with Glocks, you see these
Not talkin' bout my sister, B.B. Simon, yeah, you see me
Yeah, yeah, you see me,
Bitch, uh
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We got too much in the car, we got too much in the foreign
I went coast to coast and went around the whole world touring
Want my one lil' shawdy, all these lil' hoes gettin' boring
Where you live, Chicago, bitch? You gettin' raided to get stormed

Spint the block, we hoppin' out the car with Glocks, you see these
Not talkin' bout my sister, B.B. Simon, yeah, you see me
I put the game in a choke hold, I'm DDTin
Ain't no ho ever try to play with me, we shootin' beams

Shoot him in his face, make his smile, not straight
And the money in the bag we got to much bae
And the crew, yeah, they stacked, they got teardrops all over they face
Rearrange his soul, renovate,
Slide your crib, I'll stop that bitch, I know where you stay

Put him in his place
Tell my brother what move we made, bitch, what you think
Them tools stay outside, we keep all them 40s, bitch, you weird, and you are corny
I got the love of your lil' life, and you can't get it back
She mine
I got people down to ride, that's my brother till we dead

Hell no, he ain't switchin' sides,
I got people short as kai run you down and you will die,
You try to feed them lies to my shorty head, watch out you might fly

We got too much in the car, we got too much in the foreign
I went coast to coast and went around the whole world touring
Want my one lil' shawdy, all these lil' hoes gettin' boring
Where you live, Chicago, bitch? You gettin' raided to get stormed

Spint the block, we hoppin' out the car with Glocks, you see these
Not talkin' bout my sister, B.B. Simon, yeah, you see me
Yeah, yeah, you see me,
Bitch, uh
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Writer: Avid Toms, Jay Carter
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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Performed By: Sunnyboy Avid
Language: English
Length: 1:53
Written by: Avid Toms, Jay Carter

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