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big pun - big moochie grape lyrics

[intro]
(band—)
(ayo, bandplay)
big gigantic
humongous (woo, woo, woo, woo)
yeah (woo, woo, woo, woo), yeah (woo, woo, woo, woo)
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
young n*gga run in this b*tch just like forest gump (uh*huh)
pull on your sh*t with the drac’ and a mini bump (fah)
this rap sh*t easy, i eat it for lunch (eat it up)
vvs on me, now your b*tch tryna hunch (woo)
designer drip, pour a four in a fruit punch (designer drip)
look at that young n*gga, yeah, he a big stunt
if she not f*ckin’, then kick her out, big punt (get out)
eatin’ real good on these n*ggas like big pun (eatin’ real good)

[verse 1]
i got some money, you better go get some (uh*huh)
b*tch got her hand out, but i ain’t givin’ none (uh*uh)
my lil’ n*gga sixteen, he hop out with tommy guns (yes, sir)
any given day, i might pop out with a honeybun (yes, sir)
big moochie grape, yeah, the young n*gga ill, sick as f*ck (sick as f*ck)
n*ggas goin’ big ’cause they know they can’t get it up (can’t get it up)
nah, i can’t stop ’til i run me a billion up (a billion up)
plug got the bomb, i’ma pick it up (pick it up)
cashed out on a new chain, nah, i coulda went bought me a porsche (skrrt)
and i got another n*gga b*tch suckin’ on my d*ck right now ’til she losin’ her voice
where i come from, n*gga better go get them a gun, know what i’m sayin’? it ain’t no other choice (no way)
been with this sh*t since a baby, young n*gga goin’ crazy (goin’ crazy), i been had jumped off the porch (jumped off the porch)
b*tch
[chorus]
young n*gga run in this b*tch just like forest gump (gigantic)
pull on your sh*t with the drac’ and a mini bump (boom, boom)
this rap sh*t easy, i eat it for lunch (uh*huh)
vvs on me, now your b*tch tryna hunch (f*ck)
designer drip, pour a four in a fruit punch
look at that young n*gga, yeah, he a big stunt
if she not f*ckin’, then kick her out, big punt (get out)
eatin’ real good on these n*ggas like big pun (comin’ like big pun)

[verse 2]
got out of jail and young n*gga went back to the trap (trap)
n*ggas not gangster they talk over apps (the apps)
know that i’m runnin’ sh*t, n*gga, they gettin’ overlapped (overlapped)
got your b*tch head in my lap (slurp it up)
rappin’ my lifestyle, these n*ggas out here cap (yeah)
i put the east on the map (the eastside)
sat in a hole and i ate out the flap (the flap), tryna find me a way out (on god)
back in this b*tch (back), back in the mix (yeah)
new chop’ with the kit (yeah), you play and that’s it (yes, sir, yes, sir)
ballin’ real hard like i came out the first round pick (first round)
i ain’t got sh*t for the b*tch, i ain’t no trick (no, no)
gotta fold up, chopper, yeah, the b*tch do trick (fold up)
n*gga whole cranium get split (split)
i’m the big boss man, i’m the young n*gga send hits (big boss man)
broke n*gga better go and get a fix (broke*ass n*gga)
[chorus]
young n*gga run in this b*tch just like forest gump (gigantic)
pull on your sh*t with the drac’ and a mini bump (boom, boom)
this rap sh*t easy, i eat it for lunch (uh*huh)
vvs on me, now your b*tch tryna hunch (f*ck)
designer drip, pour a four in a fruit punch
look at that young n*gga, yeah, he a big stunt
if she not f*ckin’, then kick her out, big punt (get out)
eatin’ real good on these n*ggas like big pun (comin’ like big pun)

- big moochie grape lyrics

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