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Marcus Ariah Big Baaa




[Hook]
I see that bread I grab it
I got good money habits
She say she love my status
You think she yours I had it
Might change might be more sassy
Designer shoes my fashion
You want that pack I'm taxin
Move up I don't move backwards
Any minute that I get a nigga stackin
Any whip a nigga pushin gotta flash it
When I park it then it gotta be jurassic
And I'm always on the move man I'm absent
Big Baaa Big baa big baaa shit (x4)

[Verse]
My life My range My passion
My life dont need no caption
Don't take no shorts I'm fastin
Hoes feds I let them tap in
My rocks on lenny kravitz
Diamonds make them need glasses
My mood verse theirs not matchin
I give no satisfaction
I been gettin to money til the ashes
45 hit a nigga like a dragon
And my niggas really killin like assassins
If you talkin we could see what you imagine
I stand ten toes bout action
My wrist my drip immaculate
My queen wear clothes its tacky
I like when my hoes classy
Gotta get it man I'm flippin for the racks
If I spend it then I gotta get it back
It depends man a loss never last
But it is for the cost of the cash
My style My black My pack
Run her mind like tracks
I need nothin but plaques
I speak nothin but facts

[Hook]
I see that bread I grab it
I got good money habits
She say she love my status
You think she yours I had it
Might change might be more sassy
Designer shoes my fashion
You want that pack I'm taxin
Move up I don't move backwards
Any minute that I get a nigga stackin
Any whip a nigga pushin gotta flash it
When I park it then it gotta be jurassic
And I'm always on the move man I'm absent
Big Baaa Big baa big baaa shit (x4)

[Verse 2]
I dont trip I mack
I ride boats no cap
Make sure I don't slack
My house clean no rats
Dance in them streets mick jag
She blows shes a sax
That ex bitch move too fast
I don't want you back
I could never wife a hoe and make it last
Seen em all man them hoes really gassed
Only cryin I would do if its a laugh
Man I only really do it for the bag
Might risk my shit for racks
Might cop that whip get back
Might cop that louie shit max
I'm fly if its cheap or its saks
I ride and my whip stay dirty
My night shift start 1030
We flip them packs and them birdies
New Jersey get dark too early
My chains out never too worried
That Henrock got me blurry
Trini bwoy dem keep that curry
I handle that bread I earned it

[Hook]
I see that bread I grab it
I got good money habits
She say she love my status
You think she yours I had it
Might change might be more sassy
Designer shoes my fashion
You want that pack I'm taxin
Move up I don't move backwards
Any minute that I get a nigga stackin
Any whip a nigga pushin gotta flash it
When I park it then it gotta be jurassic
And I'm always on the move man I'm absent
Big Baaa Big baa big baaa shit (x4)



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