Jim Jones, Harry Fraud, Big Body Bes - Luxury Lies lyrics
Big Body Bes [Besnik E. Sadikay] Brooklyn, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Jim Jones, Harry Fraud, Big Body Bes - Luxury Lies lyrics]
Uh, four in the morning family yes
Bigger risks, even bigger rewards
(La música de Harry Fraud) capo
They keep saying what I can't do
Let me show 'em what I can do
(Show 'em that) i'm ready to go to war
This fully loaded got my hand full
(Definitely) i used to duct tape the 38
I had the heat with the broken handle
(Remember that)
My grandma used to pray for me 'cause
She knew she had a handful
(I miss you, mama)
The streets done got so spooky I
Started praying to the Santos (Pray for me)
Every time I came outside they had
A big display of candles (Who got killed?)
That represents a loss of life
Or a loss of light
That's a dark situation when you
Finna face an awful night (yeah)
I robbed a plug with a blower 'cause I
Was trying to make it off of white
One thing about the drip
You gotta make sure that the sauce is right
We buy them pretty whips
The big flying saucer types
So you might thought you saw UFO
In New York at night
Smoking my last blunt on the hanger
Before I caught the flight
Let's not talk about the jewels
They know I rock all sorts of ice
(Mozzy got me right)
My back against the wall
How I was taught to fight
In my hood, around sixteen we
Went from playing sports to, well
(Uh, huh)
We went from playing sports to selling drugs
So we can play in a Porsche (Facts)
Or get knocked by the cops
Watch how they intercourse you
(They gon' fucking get you)
How they interrogate you
You'd think that they into torture (Serious)
At this point
It depends on what your lawyer
Say it's gon' cost you (How much you say?)
But, I too was like you
I thought that the coppers couldn't pinch me
(Fuck police) i was too worried about the
Bitches, and the drip
And the copping Balenci'
I will draw on a nigga just
Like my Glock is da Vinci
Shit, Rolex president plus I got a Lewinsky
I make sure my whole team ball like Popovich
(Facts)
I urinate Ace of Spade when I gotta piss
I'm feeling constipated in my whip
Let me drop my shit any time I get locked
The first thing I do is lock my lips
My nigga got caught with a 30
They offered him thirty
Third time felon in court
He's not even going on thirty
I knew a bartender bitch that
Cried when selling that card
She said when they closed the strip club
Times had fell on her hard
My nigga Raj had a nine to five
He's almost back to selling the hard
I promise these are true facts that
I'm just telling to God
Yes, you was crying on the roof
Me, I was swimming in the staircase
My God, I'm drowning
Sacrifices in my shoe box
Blew the hinges off a few locks god saved me
The Devil lied to me i put it in the pot
Then I hit it with the yah yah you you yes
Spin around, hop, skip
And jump on that triple beam ayy, yo, Capo
Bigger risks, even bigger rewards
(La música de Harry Fraud) capo
They keep saying what I can't do
Let me show 'em what I can do
(Show 'em that) i'm ready to go to war
This fully loaded got my hand full
(Definitely) i used to duct tape the 38
I had the heat with the broken handle
(Remember that)
My grandma used to pray for me 'cause
She knew she had a handful
(I miss you, mama)
The streets done got so spooky I
Started praying to the Santos (Pray for me)
Every time I came outside they had
A big display of candles (Who got killed?)
That represents a loss of life
Or a loss of light
That's a dark situation when you
Finna face an awful night (yeah)
I robbed a plug with a blower 'cause I
Was trying to make it off of white
One thing about the drip
You gotta make sure that the sauce is right
We buy them pretty whips
The big flying saucer types
So you might thought you saw UFO
In New York at night
Smoking my last blunt on the hanger
Before I caught the flight
Let's not talk about the jewels
They know I rock all sorts of ice
(Mozzy got me right)
My back against the wall
How I was taught to fight
In my hood, around sixteen we
Went from playing sports to, well
(Uh, huh)
We went from playing sports to selling drugs
So we can play in a Porsche (Facts)
Or get knocked by the cops
Watch how they intercourse you
(They gon' fucking get you)
How they interrogate you
You'd think that they into torture (Serious)
At this point
It depends on what your lawyer
Say it's gon' cost you (How much you say?)
But, I too was like you
I thought that the coppers couldn't pinch me
(Fuck police) i was too worried about the
Bitches, and the drip
And the copping Balenci'
I will draw on a nigga just
Like my Glock is da Vinci
Shit, Rolex president plus I got a Lewinsky
I make sure my whole team ball like Popovich
(Facts)
I urinate Ace of Spade when I gotta piss
I'm feeling constipated in my whip
Let me drop my shit any time I get locked
The first thing I do is lock my lips
My nigga got caught with a 30
They offered him thirty
Third time felon in court
He's not even going on thirty
I knew a bartender bitch that
Cried when selling that card
She said when they closed the strip club
Times had fell on her hard
My nigga Raj had a nine to five
He's almost back to selling the hard
I promise these are true facts that
I'm just telling to God
Yes, you was crying on the roof
Me, I was swimming in the staircase
My God, I'm drowning
Sacrifices in my shoe box
Blew the hinges off a few locks god saved me
The Devil lied to me i put it in the pot
Then I hit it with the yah yah you you yes
Spin around, hop, skip
And jump on that triple beam ayy, yo, Capo