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private conversations - bigbabygucci & alois lyrics

[intro: bigbabygucci]
feel this sh*t inside yo’—, vibrations
triple—, i made the driver triple—, h*lla paranoid

[chorus: bigbabygucci]
feel this sh*t inside yo’ body like vibrations
made lil’ shawty sit beside me while i face it
i made the driver triple*back to the location
i’m h*lla paranoid, i have private conversations
pull up, lay him down
i can’t even stand him
in this double*r, i turn to danny phantom
the two*seater is full, not too much to handle
this switch got a remote, the shooter change the channel

[verse 1: bigbabygucci]
heard he wanted beef, so i’ma pin the cattle
i hit her in my guccis and i kept the cap on
why yo’ hand out, lil’ b*tch? i don’t even know you at all
i need my bands up so my old hoes don’t know me at all
i push to start up on this b*tch, it got me goin’ through walls
i treat this life sh*t just like my b*tch, i’m f*ckin’ her raw
hey, baby, yeah, you know i’m always finna blaze
eight lines of codeine inside my lemonade
big freak, man, i met yo’ ho, she wanna eat me
vamp, though, you are not a eater if your fangs low
type sh*t, shawty wanna f*ck me and have bi s*x
nice friend, tell her come on over, bring her by 10
drugs in, n*gga, i’m the socket, got no plug in
bust it, i’m the realest one, lil’ baby, f*ck them
i’m the realest one, lil’ baby, f*ck them
brandon jacobs by the way i trucked him
[chorus: bigbabygucci]
feel this sh*t inside yo’ body like vibrations
made lil’ shawty sit beside me while i face it
i made the driver triple*back to the location
i’m h*lla paranoid, i have private conversations
pull up, lay him down
i can’t even stand him
in this double*r, i turn to danny phantom
the two*seater is full, not too much to handle
this switch got a remote, the shooter change the channel

[verse 2: alois]
crocodile, leather [?], michael jackson
light him like a candle, bring the burner, yeah, we waxed him
brand new tires on the bentley truck, sh*t got traction
b*tch, i’m tired, i don’t give a f*ck, i’m relaxin’
ballin’ like it’s alley*oop, two bands on my tennis shoes
i can’t bring you anywhere if you not prepared to shoot
i can never love that ho, she f*cked up my revenue
she turn to a fiend for that green and that residue
woah, this a glock 30
put you in position like you brock purdy
i wan’ say you winnin’ but you ain’t deserve it
yeah, sent her to dubai, she still feel deserted
movin’ like the taliban, louis v turban (v turban)
i can tell you want it bad, know you seem determined
had to burn the bridge down, love to see you burnin’
i stay in the hills now, i don’t really need service
[outro: alois]
need service
ne*ne*need service
ne*ne*ne*ne*need service
ne*ne*ne*ne*ne*ne*ne*ne*ne*ne*ne*ne—

- bigbabygucci alois lyrics

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