BEELOW

BEELOW - Big Body lyrics

(feat. Juvenile)

[Chorus: Beelow]

Big bodies, them big bodies

What you playin in, them big bodies

Them big bodies

What you flossin in, them big bodies

Them big bodies

What you thuggin in, them big bodies

Them big bodies

[Beelow]

You like them woodgrain Suburbans on them 20 inch mo's

Say you ballin out of control and you be shinin like gold

Like a fresh 9-9 on some Lorenzo's

Candy paint with the kit behind the mirror gettin blowed

How you do it my niggas out the B.R.C.

Pushin weight, makin cake, takin over the street

Got a Rolie on my wrist that'll blind ya fawl

For everyday of the week I got a brand new car

Drop it all and run and tell yo bitch what you saw

Beelow layin it down like a superstar

Clown nigga, grab yo piece and I'll be quicker to draw

Ballin clique thugged out and we be bout to go off

In them

[Chorus]

[Juvenile]

What was you thinkin bout my nigga when you say what you said

You must feel like that you a dog and I cant touch yo head

It ain't nothin you can say to me that'll make me afraid

I done fought wit niggas like you, everyone of 'em dead

I done fucked some of the baddest hoes shawty done made

Put the dick on the bitch like I can't just walk on away

Can you picture a nigga holdin my dick on the cover of Blaze

Number one spotted on your radio for 70 days

Throw a concert in the SuperDome and pack it like MAZE

Cash Money put it together so I'm finally paid

We was tied up in the ???, now we runnin away

Niggas aint gon' shut us up wit gatlin guns in our face

And we gon' keep these bitches asses shakin up in the place

Drink everything we pay for 'cause aint nothin to waste

Oh, ya'll niggas 'bout ya issue, I know ya'll can relate

I'm tryin to lace you wit this game so that all of ya'll can be straight

[Chorus]

[Beelow]

Now I'ma run it for my playas in that BRC

Thugged out, straight flossin in them big bodies

We paper chasers, slangin weighters , all we want is the cheese

Down south takin over is off the heezie

I say black Navies, Suburbans, LX450's

Leather seats, V.C.'s, wit 4 TV's

Layin it down when I clown and I hit yo street

Yo baby mama and yo kids payin 'tention to me

Beelow ak'n bad, layin it down, flossed up

Straight ridin through the ward in a fresh Lexus truck

I'm ak'n bad like I told ya

And if you don't have a big body then pullover

20 inch shells on the bird, that's how we roll brah

My ballin clique is layin it down like some soljas

Now talk that shit and bring the heat if you got beef

And you will find that you never gonna cross me

I'm tearin it down wit a rush when I come through

And if you not flossin big bodies then it's on you

[Chorus]

[Beelow]

Now I'ma run it for my playas in that BRC

Thugged out, straight flossin in them big bodies

Paper chasers, slangin weight, all we want is the cheese

Down south takin over is off the heezie

I'ma run in it for my playas in that BRC

Thugged out, straight flossin in them big bodies

Paper chasers, slangin weight, all we want is the cheese

Down south takin over is off the heezie

[Juvenile 'til fade]

Niggas ridin big bodies

We done did that

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