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laws - big homiie g lyrics

[intro]
(dee, you poppin’ your sh*t, n*gga)
woah (woah, let’s go)

[verse 1]
i don’t really know why n*ggas hate (i don’t know)
wanna see me, bae, book you a date (book you a date)
f*ck wanna f*ck, so i flew her to vegas (phume)
put the d*ck in her mouth, made her ate it (made her ate it)
put the d*ck in her mouth, made her ate it (made her ate it)
told her take off her clothes, get naked (get naked)
i be poppin’ these percs ’cause my soul achin’
i don’t want relation with no lady
when i hit hеr from the back, she say, “oh, baby”
at that, drop her off at a location
i’m not duckin’ no smokе, i stay with fire (fire)
n*ggas tryna reach out and apologize (no)
chopper turn that lil’ boy to a smaller size (woo)
i don’t wanna talk to him, i don’t compromise (woah)
i don’t how to stop at a yield sign (i don’t know)
all i know is to k!ll when it come to mine (baow)
got a glock on me under this vlone (‘lone)
get the word out, get him, he ain’t take long (he ain’t take long)
ten grand, bust down a ap band (band)
n*gga hate on me, really my fan (fan)
all my opps really wanna shake hands (what?)
but, no (no), i could never (never)
fifteen hundred (hundred) for a sweater (sweater)
i won’t chase her (chase her), i won’t sweat her (woah)
told my new b*tch make it better
suck my d*ck, don’t lie to me never (nah)
if i get locked up, better write me letters (better write me letters)
accept my calls and all (and all)
you can f*ck off how you want to, don’t f*ck my dogs at all (don’t do that)
’cause all my n*ggas rich, you my b*tch, that sh*t come with laws (with laws, woah)
[refrain]
that sh*t come with laws (with laws)
all my n*ggas rich, you my b*tch, that sh*t come with laws (with laws, woah)
yeah, that sh*t come with laws (laws)
all my n*ggas rich, you my b*tch, that sh*t come with laws (woah)

[verse 2]
i said i was done, i doubled back (back)
i did it for fun, i ain’t want the cat (i ain’t want it)
put the b*tch at the door with the doormat (‘mat)
i’m sprayin’ these hundreds to bring shiesty back (free shiesty)
he say he shot at us, i ain’t know that (i ain’t know that)
we gon’ zip him up, pop us some moët (moët)
we gon’ throw us a party on him
free my youngin, they tryna put the body on him, d*mn

[outro]
that sh*t come with laws
you better not talk at all, lil’ dog, ’cause that sh*t come with laws
that sh*t come with laws
i ain’t worried ’bout him talkin’ at all ’cause he know that sh*t come with laws

- big homiie g lyrics

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