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Big Mike

Bourbans and Impalas

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Текст песни Big Mike - Bourbans and Impalas

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[Verse 1]I ain`t trippin off these niggas flippin, losin they mindGettin high, chasin hoes, I was like that at one timeI did my thing, and still on top of my gameGot niggas askin: Big Mike, when you gon` be droppin again?I just smile, go back the to lab, work on my style, collect beatsCook it up like a ki, and take it back to the streetsCause niggas beef when I don`t speak, like they straight missin somethinI give em a tape, they be like `great`, pop it in they deck and start bumpinGot em humpin like the Gap Band, I`m back, man, look hereDoin shows straight in all 50 states within one yearI got tight gear for the stage, blow up and make front pageNow it`s happenin, I`m platinum with tracks my nigga Mike B. laid Made niggas mad, then I step, got a new clickNow I`m ready to do shit, `97 new shitKeep on talkin, son, and I`ma keep on stackinI`m real with this shit while you niggas are out there actin[Chorus]Playa, playa, make the hoes say, dollar, dollar`Burbans and Impalas, makin niggas hollerWhen they recognize a Louisiana nigga straight comin Texas side[Verse 2]Hey what`s that nigga`s name? It`s the Peterman, ain`t no shame in his gamePlaya, playa, make the hoes say, dollar, dollar`Burbans and Impalas, makin niggas hollerWhen they recognize a Louisiana nigga straight comin Texas sideSurprise, who`s catchin a eye like the ufoThis ain`t the mothership, I don`t return shit that you left, hoeAsk her, though, I max the hoe, bags the flowAss to toe, hoes I hit, I let you knowI`m the original, there`s no second, yoBecause a nigga`s kinda special, locSeriously speakin weekend after weekendA nigga like me got the hoes seriously tweakinFreakin at night, I cracks it like WhodiniHad a bitch named Jeannie Made her act bad for my brother Peanie[Chorus][Verse 3]It`s the bigger, the blacker, the nigga comin from that swampAbout to smoke a quarter for starters, so pass that bluntDon`t stunt, what you want, niggas, what?School em with some of that buddah Cos Kooley keep fuckin with them bustasAnd don`t give a fuck, so what you wanna make of it?Totin on that swisher, I know you wanna hit it, come have your take of itFakin it, never, nigga cos I`m way too real for thatRollin with a gang of niggas ready to kill for thatGreen shit, which we smoke from Houston to New Orleans, bitchTake a hit and quit, and now I got you seein shitSo pass it to my nigga, my nigga pass it back to meTake it to the head, and that`s the last of itYou see me in the back with my hoes ridin on that gold High till I die and that`s the way it go, ohYou know, I see you bitches after the show[Chorus]{CeCe:}(I need itI need itI want itI want itI like itI like itGot to have itI got to have itI got to have itOh yeahYesI like it yeahOh yeahI want itI want itOh yeahOh yeah-yeahMakin me hollerDollar dollarYeah)

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