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houston weekend - big homiie g lyrics

[intro]
mm, mm (let’s go, ramone)
squeeze, n*gga, squeeze (grrt, grrt)
woah

[chorus]
it ain’t no time frame on no get*back (frrt, frrt), they still gon’ get that (woah)
if that glock come with a b*tton, gotta hold it with two hands, ain’t tryna look cute when i’m shootin’
if the b*tch bad, she f*ck, i recruit (she f*ck, i recruit), if she nut, then i give her the boot (bye)
i got ’bout twenty thousand on me loose (loose), call the drink man, i need me some juice (where you at?)
i just might go up in houston this weekend (woah), you a f*ck n*gga, why we ain’t speakin’ (f*ck n*gga)
i’m a shark, i come from the deep end, you just a fish in the water we be in (we be in)
i hate when n*ggas get around b*tches speakin’ on me, that sh*t ain’t p (nah)
i swear i’ll never get around a ho speakin’ on you, that sh*t ain’t g

[verse]
that sh*t is not in my dna (a), i got all types of fine sh*t in the a (ooh)
they gonna do whatever a n*gga say (say), i draw it up, they gon’ set the play (go)
this sh*t be easy like patty*cake (patty*cake), you n*ggas slow as a turtle race (a turtle race)
i hit that dope, i can’t feel my face (ooh), i drunk some drank, so i chase (yes)
you not a friend, you a hater (you a hater), i took the b*tch, i’m a taker
why she servin’ the city a cater (a cater), still’ll go get some head from taylor (what’s up, taylor?)
i ain’t seen her in months, we locked in like lunch, i get in that v and i punch (d*mn)
these n*ggas soft as a pillow, you must came on your period this month (p*ssy)
i don’t f*ck with them, they weird (they weird), they not the guys, they queers (they queers)
got two carat pointers in both of my ears, better swap the vv for veneers (for veneers)
tryna clean up, n*gga (tryna clean up, n*gga), bring my team up, n*gga (bring my team up, n*gga)
put the lean on, n*gga (put it on), all my life been beatin’ them n*ggas (b*tch)
it’s time to go corporate (woah), can’t no n*gga extort me (no)
you can tell a n*gga clean up real nice with the sh*t when he in black forces (woah)
we pull up in black porsches (skrrt, skrrt), i remember ridin’ in buggies (buggies)
i can put up, they streamin’, they love me (they love me), dope man tryna plug me (thuggin’)
[chorus]
it ain’t no time frame on no get*back (frrt, frrt), they still gon’ get that (woah)
if that glock come with a b*tton, gotta hold it with two hands, ain’t tryna look cute when i’m shootin’ (no)
if the b*tch bad, she f*ck, i recruit (i recruit), if she nut, then i give her the boot (bye)
i got ’bout twenty thousand on me loose (loose), call the drink man, i need me some juice (juice)
i just might go up in houston this weekend (woah), you a f*ck n*gga, why we ain’t speakin’ (f*ck n*gga)
i’m a shark, i come from the deep end, you just a fish in the water we be in (woah)
i hate when n*ggas get around b*tches speakin’ on me, that sh*t ain’t p
i swear i’ll never get around a ho speakin’ on you, that sh*t ain’t g

- big homiie g lyrics

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