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lirik lagu bak jay - too damn lit

[intro: gucci mane, bak jay & both]
‘vette pass by, everybody lookin’
six stoves in the house and everybody cookin’
wrist like, “blaow,” chain like, “ow” (that mikey’s crazy)
we throw it in the air, yeah, to watch it come down
ugh, ugh, ugh (yeah, throw it in the air)
yeah, to watch it come down
hoodbank, ha
come on, ayy
big bak

[chorus]
ayy, stackin’ this money, got a whole lot of paper, i got enough for my kids and sh~t (my kids and sh~t)
one year in, i already made me an m, f~ck it, i’m too d~mn lit (f~ck it, i’m too d~mn lit)
hard not to look ’cause she too d~mn thick, i might just pass out
wanna get cuffed, but she walkin’ ’round every day outside with her ass out (ho)

[verse 1]
ho, you stupid
look in my eyes, fall in love like cupid
bro see dice, he be ready to shoot it
i told lil’ twin i don’t go no play if she ain’t got cake, i need somethin’ juicy (i need somethin’ juicy)
uh, i need somethin’ fat as h~ll
mickey mouse, n~ggas be ready to tell
catch an opp walkin’ out, i be ready to bail (i be ready to bail)
i’ma do his ass bad if he ain’t got sh~t (ain’t got sh~t)
holdin’ it tight ’cause the drac’ got kit (drac’ got kit)
most of my shoes be dead stock, i don’t want your cat, that head rock
like, ooh, keep goin’, don’t f~ck with too many since i got paper
big~ass n~gga gon’ fall when we chase him
servin’ this ‘za, n~ggas thought i laced ’em
run in your door, that was before the label (before the label)
bad than a b~tch, i ain’t even have cable
walk in to school, bald head with no taper
i got rich, started f~ckin’ on labels (started f~ckin’ on labels)
do a drill up in some fast sh~t, then go back home like, “what happened? (what happened?)
100k up in the backseat on the highway, music blastin’ (skrrt, skrrt)
[chorus]
ayy, stackin’ this money, got a whole lot of paper, i got enough for my kids and sh~t (kids and sh~t)
one year in, i already made me an m, f~ck it, i’m too d~mn lit (f~ck it, i’m too d~mn lit)
hard not to look ’cause she too d~mn thick, i might just pass out (i might just pass out)
wanna get cuffed, but she walkin’ ’round every day outside with her ass out (with her ass out)

[verse 2]
pour up a four in this drink, i get so high but i stay on point (stay on point)
ayy, 4k, 5k, 6k, i got all the opps in one joint (in one, for real)
i got all the opps in this thoint, i want all the drops where you goin’
where you goin’? where you goin’, b~tch?
where you goin’? where you goin’, b~tch?
blowin’ the drac’ switch ran out of rounds
whole lot of rappers tryna use my sound (usin’ my sound)
one of a kind, you can’t do it like me
she ain’t goin’ for you, for jay c, she a freak
that’s just what it is, can’t name a beat where i ain’t slid (i ain’t slid)
took me a while to get where i’m at, but you gon’ be surprised on what i did (gon’ be surprised)
that 8 b~tch sh~t wasn’t it (wasn’t it)
get me a bag, with the bros i split (i split)
extraing me wrong, ho, left me sick
i come back from out of town, walk in coy with dirty p~ss
all i know is let off rounds, you catch an opp, that’s how sh~t get (brrt, brrt, brrt, nah, for real)
yeah, you know how i get (you know how i get)

[chorus]
ayy, stackin’ this money, got a whole lot of paper, i got enough for my kids and sh~t (kids, my kids)
one year in, i already made me an m, f~ck it, i’m too d~mn lit (i’m too d~mn lit, i’m, too d~mn lit)
hard not to look ’cause she too d~mn thick, i might just pass out (might just pass out, pass out)
wanna get cuffed, but she walkin’ ’round every day outside with her ass out
[outro]
trippin’, yeah, you trippin’ (for real, ayy)
uh, everyday with her ass out (too d~mn lit)
ho, you trippin’, tweakin’ or what?
3 sh~t, keep your 8 sh~t, n~gga (baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)

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