Testo BIG DEAL - BIA feat. Sevyn Streeter
Testo della canzone BIG DEAL (BIA feat. Sevyn Streeter), tratta dall'album FOR CERTAIN (Deluxe)
Uh, uh, uh
BIA, BIA
I'm the nastiest bitch I know (Uh)
And I do a magic trick with my throat (Uh)
I'm Mariah Carey how I hit high notes (Yeah)
He gon' wanna marry me with eyes closed (Sheesh)
Nigga, baby, I'm a big deal
I ain't crying if the milk spill
Crack seals, you gon' bust me down if the shit real
Blue hundreds, pink fifties, I like blue bills (Cash)
Me and the bank, baby, I need new thrills (Uh)
Money ain't a thing and I'm like, "Bitch, hardly"
I'ma do that shit like I'm Lori Harvey
Two wrists, AP
Maybe that's the reason why they hate me (Uh)
Top tier pussy where he rank me
When I fuck that nigga, make him thank me, Lord (Thank you)
You wanna rock my body
Get me wet on the jet, let me ride shawty
Give me Perkies and baguettes, I be so naughty
But a bitch be the best and you know that's somethin' to kiss
Don't talk to me, just pucker your lips
We get lit, we get drunk off the Cris' and the Rose
And my bitches keep askin' about what we did, we ain't won't sayin'
Huncho in my pocket, know I'm fuckin' you up
Treat it like a stoner when I'm fuckin' you up
I just fucked your ho, you can put her on a leash
Take this bitch for a walk, yeah, yeah
I like big spenders for certain (Cash)
Been a lot of things, not a regular person (Not a regular person)
Mama started pullin' back that curtain (Sheesh)
He thought he replaced me but it wasn't workin'
I be leaving bitches feelings hurtin'
I'ma give 'em reasons to be lurkin'
Rappin' but it sound like it's a sermon
Freaky but it feel like I'm a virgin, uh
Fuck me on the West, now I'm like, "What's happenin'?"
He just want a rich bitch, Kim Kardashian
Two wrists, AP
Maybe that's the reason why they hate me (Uh)
Top tier pussy where he rank me
When I fuck that nigga, make him thank me, Lord (Thank you)
You wanna rock my body
Get me wet on the jet, let me ride shawty
Give me Perkies and baguettes, I be so naughty
But a bitch be the best and you know that's somethin' to kiss
Don't talk to me, just pucker your lips
We get lit, we get drunk off the Cris' and the Rose
And my bitches keep askin' about what we did, we ain't won't sayin'
Huncho in my pocket, know I'm fuckin' you up
Treat it like a stoner when I'm fuckin' you up
I just fucked your ho, you can put her on a leash
Take this bitch for a walk, yeah, yeah
I like big spenders for certain
Credits
Writer(s): Amber Streeter, Bianca Landrau, Steven Tolson, Jamir Malek, Abdul Aziz Dieng, Enoch Harris Iii, Brittany Che Mc Cants, Lowell Gregory Grissom Jr
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