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lirik lagu ballistic – big coach the big homie

[hook: big homie & kami ka]
flex on n*ggas
stretch my figgas
head gettin bigger
friends gettin richer
hol my liquor
roll my swisher
naw don’t shiver
homie witcha
i drip like rivers
then tip my strippas
they thick they snickers
they kiss they sistas
i’m sick, i’m twisted
my sh*t s*d*stic
i’m throwing a big fit
i’m goin ballistic

[verse 1: big homie]
yawk yawk yawk
big homie q get off my jock
drop that top
hate in ya speech, that’s weak, that’s ops
block is hot
n0body safe, shots shots shots
start the clock
hammer check ya stamina, chop chop chop
thc deep in this b*tch
tlc creepin a bit
every single week hit a l!ck
homie roll a sweet hit a swish

blue faces, make a wish
two races, i’m mixed

canopy dope, take a whiff
handle me? nope get a grip

back up you don’t know mе bruh
oh wait that’s big homie bruh
phony clones can blow me bruh
i hatе hoes that’s phony yuck
isis phone it’s blowing up
priceless moments, show me love
lights is on me holy f*ck
ice like hockey, goalie, puck

higher than the shelf in the kitchen
i ain’t know myself, it was written
bury me in belts, linens
jim carrey wealth, kidding
sorry i must be tripping
can’t walk too well, i’m sippin
did i fall in a well? i’m drippin
call the phone, mike jones, i’m tippin
[hook: big homie & kami ka]
flex on n*ggas
stretch my figgas
head gettin bigger
friends gettin richer
hol my liquor
roll my swisher
naw don’t shiver
homie witcha
i drip like rivers
then tip my strippas
they thick they snickers
they kiss they sistas
i’m sick, i’m twisted
my sh*t s*d*stic
i’m throwing a big fit
i’m goin ballistic

[verse 2: big homie]
yaaaaaaaa
f*ckin up the club
kissin on they neck, suckin out the blood
ya a n*gga stuck, got it out the mud
salty mean mug, catchin these slugs
i ain’t feelin well, can i get a hug?
i ain’t feelin well, can i get a drug?
i been runnin low, can i get a plug?
i been ridin slow, can i get a rug?
let us breathe for a sec
let’s relieve all the debt
let’s release all the stress
let’s conceive on a jet
lotta checks, lotta reps
lotta prep, ima chef
hatin on my team, you a ref
i just hit the weed now i’m deaf
oh my f*ckin god
why he go so f*ckin hard
think he chosen, think he bron
think he frozen, links & charms
prisons broken, ring alarms
can’t get over singing farms
you’ve been woken, you’ve been warned
come too close you will be harmed uh

[verse 3: kami ka]
came too close you woke up kam
b*tch i’m chosen pokémon
ocean floating, smoking strong
i don’t know what’s going on

booking flights from miles away
say what’s up like kya haal hain
growin statistics, hittin j’s (god i pray)
goin ballistic, spit n’ spray
yaaaaaa

it’s kami ka, knock knock, you can’t knock the hustle…..

woo! jim carrey wealth, kidding!!!

- big coach the big homie

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