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lirik lagu big roux - red dot

[verse 1: big roux]
rappin’ up a storm with my brother, big thunda
new patek on my wrist, that b~tch is cold like a tundra
b~tch up on my d~ck, and she hot just like the summer
suckin’ on it really quick, she got a lot of hunger
boom~boom, bap~bap, she gon’ get her ass slapped
i got all this money, like i’m crazy good at blackjack
money big, jack black, diamond ring, minecraft
and your b~tch ass flat, they lookin’ like some flapjacks
diss me, imma clap back, so you better backtrack
it’d be a big mishap, put you on a bitmap
metaphor for kidnap, begging for forgiveness
i’m about my business, i won’t leave a witness
wet ’em up, sickness, diamonds where my wrist is
i’m fly like a pigeon, bank account, digits
b~tches got thicknеss, all them b~tches viscous
for the gamе i’m vicious, breakin’ records, guinness

[chorus: big roux & big thunda]
i write and i jot, and i let my brain rock
and i~ i make some money, trade stock
we’ll make your brain pop, leave a big splotch
yeah, we’ll cover the walls with ink blots
we makin’ brain rot, game in a headlock
my rhymes is red hot, your head’s a red dot
i make the bed rock, f~ck with red c~ck
k!ll you, headshot, like biggie and pac
[interlude: big thunda]
who shot ya? b~tch
that was roux and thunda
sh~t
f~ck you on?
lil b~tch
let’s go

[verse 2: big thunda]
i want this, this, that, that, i wanna spend a couple stacks
i might just shoot a couple mags, i might just sniff a couple grams
i might put it in the duffel bag, play my cards, shuffle fast
you never knew the struggle, man, you never knew the hustle, man
you never walked to the store, not knowin’ if you could afford
a can of coke, a pack of smokes, a couple eggs without the yolks
a pair of clothes, perhaps a coat, or maybe just a book of jokes?
thats your autobiography, lil b~tch
i remember watchin’ my lil brother totin’ on his first stick
i didn’t know if i should be proud or if i should be sick
i didn’t want him havin’ to see all the sh~t that i’ve seen
that’s the type of sh~t that’ll make a big brother turn green
i guess it wasn’t all bad, he saw the money and took all that
he got the game in the corner, and i know he won’t fall back
i just know of what he been through, i know that sh~t ain’t simple
but he’ll burst so many god d~mn records like a pimple
[chorus: big roux & big thunda]
i write and i jot, and i let my brain rock
and i~ i make some money, trade stock
we’ll make your brain pop, leave a big splotch
yeah, we’ll cover the walls with ink blots
we makin’ brain rot, game in a headlock
my rhymes is red hot, your head’s a red dot
i make the bed rock, f~ck with red c~ck
k!ll you, headshot, like biggie and pac

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