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Paroles de la chanson Big Deal par K Michelle
I need to speak to Mike Laury
Yeah, you got Mike Laury
Dubba-AA flex
This Is The Sound
This pussy nigga, he be playin' them fuckin' games, mane
Told that nigga that I love him, then I watch the shit change
I catch a case before I let you play up in my face
And you gon' pay me back for every minute, hour of the day
This shit my heart, this for real, this how I feel, feel, feel
Slap the shit out you and that bitch, now that's a drill, drill, drill
I ain't no killer, but don't push me 'cause I will, will will
'Cause I'm too gangsta, I'm too pimpin', I'm a big, big, deal
I'm gon' be a real ass bitch all my life
Got them hundreds by my side, I'm gon' always be alright
I'm gon' always pop that shit, 'til the day I die
I can't let you run my life, so don't even fuckin' try it
Nobody do it better, this pussy get wetter
I go and shoot my shot, it's like I'm shootin' a Berretta
Need y'all to run it back, boo (Boo), where the dollars at? (Dollars at)
I ain't no killer, but don't push me 'cause I will, will will
'Cause I'm too gangsta, I'm too pimpin', I'm a big, big, deal
I'm gon' be a real ass bitch all my life
Got them hundreds by my side, I'm gon' always be alright
I'm gon' always pop that shit, 'til the day I die
I can't let you run my life, so don't even fuckin' try it
Nobody do it better, this pussy get wetter
I go and shoot my shot, it's like I'm shootin' a Berretta
Need y'all to run it back, boo (Boo), where the dollars at? (Dollars at)
When I'm off the liquor, I feel like I'm Project Pat
Bitch, you really, really whack, can't believe you did that
Call my phone again, I'll have my niggas pull your wig back (Wig back)
You like J.R., wrong shot, it don't make sense (Make sense)
Fumbled me and the Lakers, he ain't played since
This shit my heart, this for real, this how I feel, feel, feel
Slap the shit out you and that bitch, now that's a drill, drill, drill
I ain't no killer, but don't push me 'cause I will, will will
'Cause I'm too gangsta, I'm too pimpin', I'm a big, big, deal
Bitch, you really, really whack, can't believe you did that
Call my phone again, I'll have my niggas pull your wig back (Wig back)
You like J.R., wrong shot, it don't make sense (Make sense)
Fumbled me and the Lakers, he ain't played since
This shit my heart, this for real, this how I feel, feel, feel
Slap the shit out you and that bitch, now that's a drill, drill, drill
I ain't no killer, but don't push me 'cause I will, will will
'Cause I'm too gangsta, I'm too pimpin', I'm a big, big, deal
I'm gon' be a real ass bitch all my life
Got them hundreds by my side, I'm gon' always be alright
I'm gon' always pop that shit, 'til the day I die
I can't let you run my life, so don't even fuckin' try it
I heard this nigga
Please, don't make me start
Ain't got no heart, it's why I take this shit too far
Little boy, are you stupid?
Type of bitch I am, I'ma always beat you to it
This bitch ass nigga playin' with my heart
This pussy nigga, he be playin' them fuckin' games, mane (Yeah, uh)
This pussy nigga, he be playin' them fuckin' games, mane
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