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Pocket Dial - The big Homie Lyrics

By: Admin | Artist: T the big homie | Published: 2024-29-09T08:36:00:00+07:00

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[intro: diddy da don]
no rich sh*t
nothin’ light
everything heavy
uh
ayy

[verse 1: diddy da don]
i ain’t gon’ lie, you n*ggas weird as sh*t (lame)
if he beggin’ for the drank, i done sold him hit
if i could turn that sh*t purple, i would’ve served him p*ss
n*ggas puttin’ they mans on a chain that cost a pint of trish
b*tch, if it ain’t that wockhardt, then i don’t wanna sip
valet park the bimmer by the door, no, you can’t box me in
and my cars, they look just like the western, got all kinda drip
b*tch, i know i’m fly as sh*t, i don’t need no compliment (oh yeah)
ho, you know you assed out (yeah)
b*tch, i know you mad now
we hit the club twenty deep and we rained out
the opps ain’t throw no money back, i think they ran out (yeah)
goofy*ass n*ggas tryna rap, but they too fanned out
anybody book ’em for a show, then wе gon’ shut ’em down (shut that b*tch down)
my b*tch strapped, but i might cheat with a biggеr ass
i don’t give a f*ck if you blood, opps don’t get no passes
we caught him lackin’ at the jeep, you know we got active
everybody ’round me got a body, ain’t n0body cappin’
i’m out here flyin’ through the h, i know you peep the— (skrrt)
you heard a n*gga upped a pole on diddy, he can’t reach again
[verse 2: the big homie]
i done walked a n*gga down, he pocket dialed his mama mama phone (fap, fap, fap)
shut the f*ck up, granny, know what the f*ck we on
steppin’ on your stupid*ass grandson, don’t disrespect the code
every opp done turned to a fan, worry ’bout it
n*ggas cappin’ for the ‘gram, lucky you ain’t crash, pulled up and gave you mouth, stupid
stupid*ass lil’ f*ckin’ n*ggas
you think i don’t know money? boy, that lil’ kit ain’t nothin’
we just poured eighteen hundred*some lines, that’s 1*800
them n*ggas hoes, they worry ’bout us ’cause they know how we be bomin’
i can’t tell an opp from a fan, don’t approach me in public
yeah, i’m clutchin’ ’cause i peep somethin’, who them n*ggas over there?
better learn how to move through the smoke, pop up, k!ll you anywhere

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