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Don't Watch That
Big Brovaz Song Lyrics
I came in the game Displaying amazing things Drop top whips Ice chains and rings The flows I flip straight Blow your brains I get with chicks Don’t know their names I don’t give a fuck I ain’t got no shame I got my cash up So I’m not the same I’m more thugged out But I’m not to blame I need this one To protect my frame Niggers that get bread Gotta have toasters Or have a thug friend Whatchin’ over their shoulders Everywhere I go, man I roll with my soldiers Big-Bro fool We takin over Don’t watch were we hang, don’t watch were we bang Don’t watch were we slang them things Got that whip with amazing rims just for ladies not gentle men Hear my song don’t get me wrong you can admire but don’t look too long My thing must look extra cris cuz all eyes on me when I’m on the strip Looking at me like I ain’t shit Looking at my car like it ain’t my whip But I’m fucking your chicks like it ain’t my dick So when they’re asking for their baby daddy I ain’t it - shit Chorus: So what if I twist a chick one time then make a switch Don’t watch that So what if I get my doe on the road slanging bo Don’t watch that So what if I go on the rowdy only bitches and thugs around me Don’t watch that So what if I mac this way rap this way and I’m from the UK Here we come again, things are not the same, We now run the game Don’t watch our flow, our dough and how it grows and grows and grows... You know you can’t complain we are not to blame, Snatching all the fame We got the rhymes the beats to thrill You know the deal You don’t want no trouble You just want a bubble Up in the club Getta Drink, getta a double Pull up a girl make sure she don’t snob you You can get that if you don’t crumble Now you feeling good True your brocking out and that And the base don’t fuck about and that When you bounce you’ll be leaving out with that Up in the draws you’ll be skinnin out the cat If that ass ain’t fat don’t watch that. Titties ain’t all that, don’t watch that Matter of fact, you should be happy with that Cos if it wasn’t for her, then you wouldn’t have tapped trick (Chorus 2) So what if my chain iced out bling in the club when the lights out Don’t watch that So what if I scoop a chick regardless of who she with Don’t watch that So what if my car on dubs drop top when I pull up at the club Don’t watch that So what if I hang with the G’s and only thug niggas ride with me Here we come again, things are not the same, We now run the game Don’t watch our flow, our dough and how it grows and grows and grows... You know you can’t complain we are not to blame, Snatching all the fame We got the rhymes the beats to thrill You know the deal Them manz Ain’t ruff enough Gimme the mic Let me bust it up I got da lyrical midaz touch To shizzel my nizzel My rhymes is tough Plus its orginal Every rhyme I bust I must Come with the shit To make the dance floor rip Gun on my hip But here to spit lyriX Strictly for the Bitches And my thug niggaz And now we’re getting riches And I love figures Spitting them lyrical, syllables Thug individuals The persona is criminal All I need is a minute to come up with a miracle Big Brovaz ain’t typical ripping you, stageshows are unmissable Hitting you, with some shit you can get into, flip a few Bars of rap that’ll get at you man, I’m telling you Chorus: So what if I twist a chick one time then make a switch Don’t watch that So what if I get my doe on the road slanging bo Don’t watch that So what if I go on the rowdy only bitches and thugs around me Don’t watch that So what if I mac this way rap this way and I’m from the UK Here we come again, things are not the same, We now run the game Don’t watch our flow, our dough and how it grows and grows and grows... You know you can’t complain we are not to blame, Snatching all the fame We got the rhymes the beats to thrill You know the deal |
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