Big P

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Aye, aye, he my homie, he my dawg, we be pouncing on niggas like a frog.
He's a G, we be all free on that lean with a bean. Fuck, you know what I
mean. We be on that same dumb shit, we'll steal the opps wallet and life.
we'll hit him with this knife. They'll fly like a kite while Big P fucks his wife.
Nigga, you know I'm right, if anything happens to him, I don't know if I want
to live my life. I might as well put the gun to my head and see the afterlife.
 
But I gotta stay strong, push away the hoes with no thongs, my life is so
wrong. Hit the ones who hurt me with a gun go "bong". I miss my Tay-Bae
we be doing it slow with a flow-ow-ow, she ride me like I'm a boat-o-ot.
YB's a goat, he's a real thug, ya hear me, he'll kill you right on your rug.
RIP Big Dump, he was Youngboy's homie, I feel you that's why I do the
dirty chore, that fucker hit the floor.
 
Aye, aye, he my homie, he my dawg, we be pouncing on niggas like a frog.
He's a G, we be all free on that lean with a bean. Fuck, you know what I
mean. We be on that same dumb shit, we'll steal the opps wallet and life.
we'll hit him with this knife. They'll fly like a kite while Big P fucks his wife.
Nigga, you know I'm right, if anything happens to him, I don't know if I want
to live my life. I might as well put the gun to my head and see the afterlife.
 
( Shout out to my nigga, Big P, ya hear me. Like he's been a real one ever
since day one. You gotta keep your homies close or else that bridge will
be closed, believe that nigga.)

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