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lirik lagu grocery freestyle – bfb da packman

[chorus]
i’m a big problem (tapekid)
i don’t want the lil’ d’ussé, i want the big bottle
n*ggas doin’ weird*ass sh*t just to get follows
i like my side hoes light*skin, main b*tch chocolate
rio locked, packman gon’ keep sh*t poppin’
million*dollar n*gga, still eatin’ fries from mcdonald’s
thirty*inch bust down my bae, she ride d*ck proper
if i can pray there, i can stay there, we don’t get proffers, n*gga

[verse 1]
huh, n*gga, f*ck the feds
so much dog sh*t in my pocket, where the plunger at?
had a threesome with a dyk* ho and my baby mama
we eatin’ coochie at the same time and we keep bumpin’ heads
hold on, b*tch, back up, i can do it better
tried to abort my lil’ son, he a truly blessing
f*ck a b*tch once and i’m straight, i’m a coochie tester
mixin’ pai, quagen, and wock’, this a spooky beverage
dove told me vlog my life and i love that n*gga
paul never turned his back, i’m still thuggin’ with him
i miss [?] every d*mn day, wish she’d hug a n*gga
gave up on rap, joe mcfashion told me, “flood them n*ggas”
huh, so i’m back for blood
treat these rap n*ggas like my sons, told ’em wrap it up
boyfriend pimpin’ with the b*tch at home, shackin’ up
gave my brother life, that sh*t make me wanna whack the judge
huh, this my life daily
ghetto n*gga, chicken fried hard with the rice gravy
n*ggas actin’ hard, but they sweet, they some life savers
made my son high off the wock’, he a pint baby
[chorus]
i’m a big problem
i don’t want the lil’ d’ussé, i want the big bottle
n*ggas doin’ weird*ass sh*t just to get follows
i like my side hoes light*skin, main b*tch chocolate
rio locked, packman gon’ keep sh*t poppin’
million*dollar n*gga, still eatin’ fries from mcdonald’s
thirty*inch bust down my bae, she ride d*ck proper
if i can pray there, i can stay there, we don’t get proffers

[verse 2]
yeah, we on verse two
i done touched so many— (brr), call me bird flu
i wouldn’t give a f*ck if you was jesus, i’d serve you
never show your soft side to a b*tch, ’cause it’ll hurt you
these b*tches dairy queens
bought a hundred cases, think it’s green, but it’s antifreeze
tell jess hilarious that i wanna eat that panty cream
burgular bar doors when i’m trappin’ ’cause i’m scared of fiends
b*tch, don’t touch me
if the p*ssy stink when she show up, b*tch, let’s get musty
the same b*tch that used to play with you back in high school’ll
double back and try to give you the p*ssy when they get chunky

[chorus]
yeah, i’m a big problem
i don’t want the lil’ d’ussé, i want the big bottle
n*ggas doin’ weird*ass sh*t just to get follows
i like my side hoes light*skin, main b*tch chocolate
rio locked, packman gon’ keep sh*t poppin’
million*dollar n*gga, still eatin’ fries from mcdonald’s
thirty*inch bust down my bae, she ride d*ck proper
if i can pray there, i can stay there, we don’t get proffers, n*gga
[outro]
i don’t get no proffers, bro
we gon’ take it on the chin
f*ck it
lunch crew, yellow
the lunch crew company, i’m part of it
the lunch crew company

- bfb da packman

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