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Big30 – Perc Talk Lyrics
This that perc talk. Sweating,
hot asf clutching my glizzy with my shirt off.
I get all these nikes free,
cause I’m knocking the clerk off.
She like how I be driving,
pussy get wet when I skrt off.
Just put one up,
I called em first and scored.
We got 1st ball.
Big 30,000 all blues,
call me third ball.
My sack,
it pump exotic fumes,
My BM was my first off.
Before I rat,
I’ll make a Chi-Chi,
watch the guard, and jerk off.
Be kicked back in my cell smoking scriptures and bumping church songs.
Bitch I’m a real gangster.
We don’t do attempts,
we catching bodies,
cause we really aiming.
My niggas be pointing choppers,
your niggas be pointing fingers.
I damn near do a show without my ice,
I’m rocking para vega.
I damn near do a show without the mic,
but I won’t leave my banger.
Police tried to pull me over,
my mama said don’t talk to strangers.
Straight A truck kept catching flats,
hop in the rover like a ranger.
Hit your bitch with wrestling moves,
picking her up like I’m Kurt Angle.
50K when I say ,”Hey” my shit look like a chandelier.
Drink wop cause I can’t handle beer.
Mister Manager, no manners here.
Throw the Cad’ in 2nd gear,
kiss the curb, kiss the curb,
then get outta there.
I bet’ not wreck my shit,
I paid cash, bitch I know having stuff.
Bllrrrt blrrt.
Gang gang it ain’t no envy in me.
Hope the members go get them some money,
or be richer than me. Stratus only,
pull up 5’7,
we gone take your hemi.
No liquor store,
we sending shots at you,
this ain’t no fuckin henne’ (no fucking remy)
This that perc talk.
Sweating, hot asf clutching my glizzy with my shirt off.
I get all these nikes free,
cause I’m knocking the clerk off.
She like how I be driving,
pussy get wet when I skrt off.
Just put one up,
I called em first and scored.
We got 1st ball.
Big 30 30,000 all blues,
call me third ball.
My sack,
it pump exotic fumes,
My BM was my first off.
Before I rat,
I’ll make a Chi-Chi,
watch the guard, and jerk off.
Be kicked back in my cell smoking scriptures and bumping church songs.