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We On That

We On That

Big Boogie

Lyrics
Ayo, Carter, you goin' crazy
Big Dude (The biggest)
Motherfucker (Ayy)
I'm finna get on that
I'm finna get on that
For whoever on that
For whoever talkin'
I mind my business, I don't speak on shit
I hurt my opponents
Blow this bitch up

Pussy (Ayy)
Big Dude (Big Dude)
Big Dude
Bun, yun, yun, yeah (Big Dude)
Grr
Big Dude, Big Dude, Big Dude, Big Dude
Big Dude, ayy, Big Dude (Grr)
Big Dude, grr

Pop my shit
Pop my shit
Let me talk my shit
Let me talk that, ah
Lame-ass niggas be trollin', they hatin' all 'cause of bitches
All 'cause of pussy
These niggas some sissies
These niggas some hoes
They be seekin' attention
They be seekin' attention

They be worried 'bout bitches so much, where you at?
Sound like bitches, grr
Crybaby-ass niggas
Niggas be bangin' and snitchin', they broke
Thinkin' they thuggin', they trippin' (They trippin')
Gained weight, now I look different
Chasin' my bag, I handle my business
I'm Big Boog
Complete all my missions
Complete all my missions

I'm the trenches musician
I been rich for a minute
I been rich for some years
I ain't doin' no switchin'
I ain't doin' no flippin'
Bitch, I'm a thug to God come back
Forever a villain
Forever a murder
Eight-ball rollin'
Turned all my cars black, forever eight million

They wanna know what I'm doin' (Yeah)
One point five, that's just for the mansion
That's just for my house
Woota, ah, no bad bitch
No bad bitch
Pockets, straight cabbage, grr

I'm finna get on that
I'm finna get on that
For whoever on that
For whoever typin'
I mind my business, I don't speak on shit
I hurt my opponents, pussy
I'm chasin' a ticket
I'm chasin' a bag
You can see how I'm livin'
You can see how I'm livin'

I'm poppin' my shit with a foot on they neck
I'm hurtin' some feelings
I'm killin' them bitches
Grr

I'm on that (On that)
I'm on that
I'm on that
I'm on that
I'm on that
They on that
They on that
We on that
We on that
She on that

She on that
I'm on that
I'm on that
Get on that
Get on that
Ayy, I'm on that
I'm on that
Ayy, she on that
She on that
I'm on that

I'm on that
We on that
We on that
They on that
They on that
Get on that
Get on that
Ayy, I'm on that
I'm on that
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)

She on that
She on that
I'm on that
I'm on that
They on that
They on that
We on that
We on that
Get on that
Get on that

Get on that
Get on that, ayy, yeah
We on that
We on that
They on that
They on that
She on that
She on that
She on that
Get on that (Grr)

Niggas be hurtin'
Niggas be broke
I got 'em a job
I got them a Glock
Niggas be bangin', false flaggin'
They ain't even the mob
I can show you a million
I can show you some money
Just jewelry and cars
Get both of them bitches

You want you a feature, that's twenty (Yeah, yeah)
Just for eight bars
Get at me, boy
Half members got watches
Half got watches
Some of 'em got cars
Some of 'em got vrooms
Big-ass chains on ice mode (Ice mode)
I'on rock nothin' small, naw (Nothin' small)
Main nigga dissin'

Main nigga talkin'
They don't even get far
They ain't goin' nowhere
Niggas be trollin', got girlfriends
Gon' forever get fucked, grr

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
She on that
I'm on that
They on that
We on that
Get on that
Get on that

Get on that
Ayy, ayy
Get on that
Ayy, get on that
Get on that
We on that
We on that
They on that
They on that
We on that

We on that
Get on that
Stay on that