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big dawg - wizz havinn, ytb fatt & baby mel lyrics

[intro: wizz havinn]
(desmos)
(d*mn, that’s a lot of facts)
n*gga

[chorus: wizz havinn]
yeah, big dog, baby girl, i’m not a shrimp (i’m not a shrimp)
real baller, trap jumpin’ out the gym (out the gym)
hit the mall, put it on and come out trim (and come out trim)
big body, hit the curb, f*cked up the rim, d*mn (skrrt)
i ain’t playin’, tax a n*gga like my uncle sam (yeah)
i ain’t never pulled a scam, all i know is grams (all i know is grams)
ask ’bout me ’round my way, n*gga, i’m the man, uh (n*gga, i’m the man)
f*ck what a b*tch think, baby, i got bands (i got bands)

[verse 1: wizz havinn]
i got racks, dog (yeah, yeah)
play with this sh*t if you want to, you get whacked, dog (you get whacked, dog)
multi*taskin’, rappin’ and gettin’ a d*mn sack off (and gettin’ a sack off)
no street cred, buddy want a verse, i gotta tax dog (i gotta tax his ass)
yeah, dope sold, money fold, n*gga, you know how it go (you know how it go)
you can still cop a ‘bow, tap in, i got highs and lows (i got highs and lows)
d*boy bankroll, i can’t f*ck a stank ho (h*ll nah)
been in all kinda situations, but i ain’t go (h*ll nah)

[verse 2: ytb fatt & baby mel]
my own city know i ain’t goin’, f*ckin’ kardashians, i enjoy it (woo)
she got love for thugs, five cars in florida, five in georgia
i’m a f*ckin’ fool with this cash, i’ll put dog sh*t on your daughter (woo)
we caught a couple of shrimps, get the big fish, booked a jet to florida (hahaha)
both parties enormous, for your price, i ain’t goin’
ten*thousand*dollar ‘fit, rick owens, cut her off, she say she love me, ho, show it
b*tch (uh, uh, uh)
meet up with the plug and rob the plug, f*ck a mask
i ain’t got first pick, but i made it in, shadir (yeah)
[verse 3: baby mel]
i ain’t gotta act like i’m the toughest, but i fear no man (no man)
uh, i come from the trenches (the trench), auntie still in that cut (that cut)
unc’ ‘nem still on that gin (that gin) and they cannot give it up (for real)
i stay on the road for weeks (for weeks) ’cause i’m tryna live it up (lil’ b*tch)
i ain’t got a heart to carry no more ’cause i’m makin’ hits (hits)
fresh as f*ck on the weekdays (weekdays), easter outfit cost a brick (a brick)
she done fell in love with the kid (with the kid), now she throwin’ fits (ya dig?)
she tryna eat the log (the log), lil’ b*tch tryna eat my b*lls (my b*lls)
turned up, i’ll never fall (never fallin’)
i ain’t the type to flash no bl!cks (no bl!cks), i be gettin’ off (i’m shootin’ it)
tryna play me like i ain’t no boss, i’m like, “h*ll nah” (h*ll nah)
lil’ b*tch tryna act innocent, i know she a dog (dog, lil’ b*tch)

[chorus: wizz havinn & baby mel]
yeah, big dog, baby girl, i’m not a shrimp (i’m not a shrimp, i’m not a dog, lil’ b*tch)
real baller, trap jumpin’ out the gym (out the gym, i know she a dog)
hit the mall, put it on and come out trim (and come out trim)
big body, hit the curb, f*cked up the rim, d*mn (skrrt)
i ain’t playin’, tax a n*gga like my uncle sam (yeah)
i ain’t never pulled a scam, all i know is grams (all i know is grams)
ask ’bout me ’round my way, n*gga, i’m the man, uh (n*gga, i’m the man)
f*ck what a b*tch think, baby, i got bands (i got bands)

- wizz havinn ytb fatt baby mel lyrics

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