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    DOWNTOWN San Jose

    {intro: big body bagga}

    How may shots we taking?
    1
    2
    3
    4

    {verse 1: big body bagga}

    Everywhere i go
    Look to my
    Left & my right
    If someone acting lil funny finna end up in a fight
    If i give the word my brothas know its on sight
    And i go stupid & dumb cuz i'm high as a kite
    Me & tha homies came back from eating at la vics
    You can talk that talk
    We gonna pull out them sticks
    Soon as you walk that walk
    Bitch you aint gonna do shit
    & if your girl eyeing me at the club
    Then she gonna suck my dick
    (woahhhh)
    Livin wild
    Like domo & freshman
    When i step into a building
    It sounds like 10 men
    Tequila shots for everyone
    Wheres the salt & the lemon
    I do what i want
    I don't need no yes men
    Got a drink in my hand
    Im faded two stepping
    Tell ya girlfriends
    Come to the vip section
    If someone steps on my shoes
    Then we finna be wrestling
    Turn this bitch up
    Like all my mexicans

    {chorus: big body bagga}

    All you lames out there
    Just shut up & listen
    Let me spit some game
    Cause this what you missing
    Put some hata blockaz on
    Don't fuck up my vision
    Just relax, be yourself
    Bitch
    Thats how we winning (x2)


    {verse 2: big body bagga}

    Haters looking at me mad because i’m so fresh
    Bitches eyeing me sideways
    Cause i got the finesse
    I walk into a club i’m feeling so blessed
    Momma calling worried, she sound so stress
    Askin what i am doing in downtown san jose
    It’s okay ma, every where i go
    I get love from the bay
    & today feeling myself, mac dre
    Still ghost ride the whip
    Bitch
    With a thizz face
    I been a freshman since fourteen
    & thats henny in my cup, no chaser no lean
    We stay hyphy, stupid, dumb
    (da fawk you mean?)
    Bay weather
    Smoking
    Bomb tree
    (yaddimean)
    If i want it
    I got it
    If i ain’t got it
    Imma get it
    So kill all that noisе bruh
    Yeah you can dead it
    100 mill in my bank
    One day
    You can bеt it
    Yo next drinks on me
    And you can put that on debit

    {chorus: big body bagga}

    All you lames out there
    Just shut up & listen
    Let me spit some game
    Cause this what you missing
    Put some hata blockaz on
    Don't fuck up my vision
    Just relax, be yourself
    Bitch
    Thats how we winning (x2)
     

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