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Star Bandz - Bigger Better Badder | Скачать MP3 бесплатно
Bigger Better Badder

Bigger Better Badder

Star Bandz

Длительность: 2:42
Год: 2023
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Yo, kickback
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Hey, uh
Hey, uh
Hey, uh

Last time that I checked, uh, I'm one of the best
Don't get me wrong, feel like King Kong
Got me beatin' all on my chest
If you ain't got no jewelry on
Then you should not feel so dressed
I'm gon' get on, it won't take long

Give me my throne, I'm blessed and stressed
If you listenin', take notes
These my ambitions as a rapper
A real nose snapper
I grew up around them trappers
And no, I ain't no dancer
But I got the moves like Jagger
And ain't no competition 'cause I'm bigger, better, badder

I'm a bad mama jama, even in pajamas
I don't want no good boy
I told him to bring me some scammers
Only time I want a nerd is if I copy off your answers
And now he think I want him
Call my phone and I don't answer
I'm with the stars, somewhere right by NASA

Think I'm soft 'cause I'm lightskin? Alright
I'll make you call me master
And where I go, Nina know, don't believe me?
Then go ask her
And I'm ready for whatever
If you scared, then call the pastor

I really want the money
I don't care for fame, you dig?
Hair swingin' past my rear end
And no, that's not a wig
And real talk, I think 'bout life when I get off the phone with Sig
Tryna make it out my hood and be the first to say I did

Steady talkin' on the net
But I'm outside, they never slid
I ain't duckin' from a soul who ain't gon' touch me and never did
Try to play 'cause I'm a kid-, get too close, you gon' get did
Got him thinkin' he a player
But he a bum and really mid

Ugh, oh my God, I just want the money
When I get rich and get them carats
You can call me Lola Bunny
Every day I pray to God and I say thanks for what's done for me
And I got a lot of cheese
So when I eat, it hurt my tummy
You know I love my mama, yeah

She call me superstar
I hate askin' for a favor
So I'm savin' for a car
If I gotta wake up early
Still go to sleep at four o'clock
You know we never mix designer
Got the shirt to match the socks

They love to bluff, but in my eyes
They ain't no threat
Watch me put on Gucci shoes
And that's to step on all they neck
I'm always runnin' late
Took me two weeks to cash a check
I'm 15 and got it goin', but I can't lie
I'm blessed and stressed, uh

Last time that I checked, uh
I'm one of the best
Don't get me wrong, feel like King Kong
Got me beatin' all on my chest
If you ain't got no jewelry on
Then you should not feel so dressed

I'm gon' get on, it won't take long
Give me my throne, I'm blessed and stressed
If you listenin', take notes, these my ambitions as a rapper
A real nose snapper, I grew up around them trappers
And no, I ain't no dancer, but I got the moves like Jagger
And ain't no competition 'cause I'm bigger, better, badder

Uh, uh, uh, uh
But I'm bigger, better, badder, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah