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Artiste : Bfb Da PackMan
Titre : Grocery Freestyle
I´m a big problem (TAPEKID)
I don´t want the lil´ D´Ussé, I want the big bottle
Niggas doin´ weird-ass shit just to get follows
I like my side hoes light-skin, main bitch chocolate

Rio locked, Packman gon´ keep shit poppin´
Million-dollar nigga, still eatin´ fries from McDonald´s
Thirty-inch bust down my bae, she ride dick proper
If I can pray there, I can stay there, we don´t get proffers, nigga

Huh, nigga, fuck the feds
So much dog shit in my pocket, where the plunger at?
Had a threesome with a dyke ho and my baby mama
We eatin´ coochie at the same time and we keep bumpin´ heads
Hold on, bitch, back up, I can do it better
Tried to abort my lil´ son, he a truly blessing
Fuck a bitch once and I´m straight, I´m a coochie tester

Mixin´ PAI, Quagen, and Wock´, this a spooky beverage
Dove told me vlog my life and I love that nigga
Paul never turned his back, I´m still thuggin´ with him
I miss ??? every damn day, wish she´d hug a nigga
Gave up on rap, Joe McFashion told me, "Flood them niggas"
Huh, so I´m back for blood
Treat these rap niggas like my sons, told ´em wrap it up
Boyfriend pimpin´ with the bitch at home, shackin´ up
Gave my brother life, that shit make me wanna whack the judge
Huh, this my life daily
Ghetto nigga, chicken fried hard with the rice gravy

Niggas actin´ hard, but they sweet, they some Life Savers
Made my son high off the Wock´, he a pint baby

I´m a big problem
I don´t want the lil´ D´Ussé, I want the big bottle
Niggas doin´ weird-ass shit just to get follows
I like my side hoes light-skin, main bitch chocolate
Rio locked, Packman gon´ keep shit poppin´
Million-dollar nigga, still eatin´ fries from McDonald´s
Thirty-inch bust down my bae, she ride dick proper
If I can pray there, I can stay there, we don´t get proffers

Yeah, we on verse two
I done touched so many (Brr), call me bird flu
I wouldn´t give a fuck if you was Jesus, I´d serve you
Never show your soft side to a bitch, ´cause it´ll hurt you
These bitches Dairy Queens
Bought a hundred cases, think it´s green, but it´s antifreeze
Tell Jess Hilarious that I wanna eat that panty cream
Burgular bar doors when I´m trappin´ ´cause I´m scared of fiends
Bitch, don´t touch me
If the pussy stink when she show up, bitch, let´s get musty
The same bitch that used to play with you back in high school´ll

Double back and try to give you the pussy when they get chunky

Yeah, I´m a big problem
I don´t want the lil´ D´Ussé, I want the big bottle
Niggas doin´ weird-ass shit just to get follows
I like my side hoes light-skin, main bitch chocolate
Rio locked, Packman gon´ keep shit poppin´
Million-dollar nigga, still eatin´ fries from McDonald´s
Thirty-inch bust down my bae, she ride dick proper
If I can pray there, I can stay there, we don´t get proffers, nigga

I don´t get no proffers, bro

We gon´ take it on the chin
Fuck it
Lunch Crew, yellow
The Lunch Crew Company, I´m part of it
The Lunch Crew Company