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lirik lagu big face frankies – crimeapple

ay papa. this that puré
big ghost brought that puré

[verse 1]
i keep my white girl swole like anna nicole, behold
i’m in the rove, chicken popping on the stove, we dove
headfirst into the angus, turned beef to anguish
me and my plug speaking spanglish when we make arrangements
yo it’s the kid who still saran wrap d’s up
ease up unless you got the bread for my anthrax feature
we just sh-tted on your zip code, i been dope since busta said flipmode
took the clock to the jeweler, now it’s a schizo
you in your feelings, probably praying to the lord of all
i’m fresh to death in my f-cking bag like i’m at the morgue
i still might rock the same fit for three days and pump
like f-ck the stage and the stu, arturo just gave me stuff
to leave your faces numb, i save the crumbs and make another sale
until i’m sailing, and i never gotta touch a scale
till then i circ-mvent the scales of justice, let the chronic burn up
i keep the whole sh-t flooded cousin, that’s word to irma
you may think i’m eric andre the way i bird up
you would think i’m erik lehnsherr the way i turn up
y’all keep underground rap, this sh-t is bl–dy murder
you’ll be underground like sojourner or a f-cking turnip

[chorus]
now don’t forget to thank us please
and show up with them big-face frankies please
that’s very necessary
everything else is secondary

[verse 2]
who shot ya, wallet looking like an empanada
broke down a few cebollas for the ensalada
if it’s water, cross the border for the enchilada
mi partner always flipping birds–pollo a la brasa
running so much game that i could con chaka
make ya wifey smuggle brack and put it in her nalga
but i’m tired of playing the strip serving coco up
rather be playing the beach opening coconuts
where i can kick my feet up and adopt an octopus
with plenty crops and kush, exotic drops to push
hummingbirds singing, wedding bells ringing
until then it’s big biscuits while i get this chicken
d-rugs hit my celly, said he war ready
these dudes raspberries, blueberries, strawberries
they peanut b-tter jellies dawg, what the f-ck could you tell us
we still eat off styrofoam or crates in the cellar
with the roaches and rodents, used to lift the couch for quarters
for coronas, now i’m trailblazing like sabonis
son ain’t potent, just a moment, i scribbled a slogan
pyrotechnics when i’m repping, i’m clearly a showman
me and ghost cooking? well then i send my condolence
this that horsepower, ponyboys stay golden
lames tryna rep my city with a baby scr-t-m
they won’t never get it right like james dolan
stagecoaches, rifles have your brain floating
sh-t split you from the side, your brain ain’t know it
stay focused, adhd when i flip the pastry
fiends say tasty, so ally mcbeal lately

[chorus]
now don’t forget to thank us please
and show up with them big-face frankies please
that’s very necessary
everything else is secondary

- crimeapple

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