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EST Gee – THE BIGGEST ( Lyrics Letra) Letra ESTGeeVEVO EST Gee – THE BIGGEST ( Lyrics Letra)
Intro
It’s some bitches I’ll wife, and its some
Bitches I like
It’s some bitches I made love to, and
Bitches I pipe
It’s some bitches on the ‘gram that I’ll
Fly out tonight
Just like this bitch I can’t forget, do her
Like riding a bike

Verse
It be the bitches that I never met, that
Pull out they mind
My bitches knew that bitch was lying
Soon as they post it online
I’m a one and done I ain’t tryna fuck
Four times
Hit your buddy up, I ain’t on that
One-on-one vibe
All my bitches know I say it
I don’t mean it as bad
All bitches know if you my bitch
I’m the best that you had
And if my bitches get smashed
Then my bitch in the past
Still my bitches when they answer
You was running in last
Chorus
Yeah, I’m the biggest realist, the
Most money Guinness
The flowers, dollars, the biggest big
Doggas
The bottles out bosses, yeah, that’s
What they all call me
I bought her ass shots, cushion when
I fall on her
The clothes, the dopers, the most
Smoke wanter
The rumors, the ridges, the Ignance, the
Ignornace
I told her ain’t no limit get the bigggest of
The biggest
Of the biggest, of the biggest
Of the biggest, of the biggest
You can get it

Verse 2
Uh big as Beyonce, Jigga
Big as (?) and Tigga
Or Will and Jada Pickett
Exchanging feelings cool, I’m there
I’ll leave you hating nigga
But I ain’t into saving bitches
Playa since my baby picture
The love you show me in my face
One of the greatest feeling
The love you show while I’m away
How you gone’ fake a feeling?
Why I ain’t changing pictures
I’m escaping bitches
Pay me, take a picture
Pay her, kiss it, pay her tickets in
So she don’t take it with her
I don’t look at it as tricking
I look at as handling business
If you got it and I want it
I’ma pay to come and get it
If I buy it, then I own it, I’m the last nigga with it
Unless I loan it to my niggas, we gone
Treat it like a rental
Chorus
Yeah, I’m the biggest realist, the
Most money Guinness
The flowers, dollars, the biggest big
Doggas
The bottles out bosses, yeah, that’s
What they all call me
I bought her ass shots, cushion when
I fall on her
The clothes, the dopers, the most
Smoke wanter
The rumors, the ridges, the Ignance, the
Ignornace
I told her ain’t no limit get the bigggest of
The biggest
Of the biggest, of the biggest
Of the biggest, of the biggest
You can get it
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EST Gee, Rylo Rodriguez – IT IS ( Lyrics ) ft. Rylo Rodriguez Letra ESTGeeVEVO EST Gee, Rylo Rodriguez – IT IS ( Lyrics Letra) ft. Rylo Rodriguez
Intro: EST Gee
(Ayy, who that?)
(John Gotitt)
Yeah, alright, hm
(Know who that is)
Yeah

Verse 1: EST Gee
Can’t get the hood to turn on me, I’m who turned up the hood
I hopped out geeked, no gloves
Burnt the skin off my thumb, he from that Draco wood (Grr, grr, grr, grr)
We in Rio, we sayin’, “We need to link the hoods for good”
And, we did, ? split it, still cool with ?
He bust pipes, ridin’ with no license, I’m serious if he could see
I bought in ‘em fullys, a quick five-second shootout
? our wrists, me and Dre had went out West and ? goin’ house
I been cool keep the score up, they lil’ boys, but it’s a ?
If I get the feelin’, make niggas think cold, but they ain’t goin’ out
Stash a .9 in my ho house, she look cold by wearin’ ?
Ain’t no way I never go out, lift my pole out like my po’ hard
And my lil’ bro so anxious, sprayin’ shit up, look like he Odell
It’s me and baby broad, they threw that eight .300 Blackout
Hope he know ? I’m lettin’ this whole sixty clip go out
Chorus: EST Gee
Yeah, it is how it is when you from where I’m from
If you don’t want murder one, youngin still tote his gun
You in the streets for fun, scared to see when street shit get done
My mama shot at my papa mans in the car when I was young
Know thuggin’ in my blood, ? in my blunt
Gettin’ that monyon in my blood, fuck it, however, it come
I’ma make somethin’ out of nothin’, know this shit been in my blood
Lame ass town like livin’ from the hood

Verse 2: Rylo Rodriguez
You take out your mans, at the repast, you get a bonus for it (Yeah, yeah)
Lame shit was sweet, he took a nap, he in a comma for it (Yeah, yeah)
She ain’t fuckin’ with me ‘cause I ain’t let her put me in a reel (For real)
The Hell I look like cryin’ about a ho? We ain’t even wear Denim Tears
You the type gon’ take the deal (Take the deal)
I’m the type gon’ play to sell
I come from the bricks, so, yeah
You’ll see a athlete make a sale (Oh, yeah)
Pull your hood up, growin’ up, I seen a fuck nigga whack a player
I don’t need no prices, for no tris, the wock paint double sealed
We’re way bigger than life, I don’t trust no one hardly, women alike
Yeah, your bro told, get rid of the mice
Your bro’nem spark me, it’s on site
I turn red ounce on no par (Nope)
Thirty points, I feel like Ja
Chorus: EST Gee
Yeah, it is how it is when you from where I’m from
If you don’t want murder one, youngin still tote his gun
You in the streets for fun, scared to see when street shit get done
My mama shot at my papa mans in the car when I was young
Know thuggin’ in my blood, ? in my blunt
Gettin’ that monyon in my blood, fuck it, however, it come
I’ma make somethin’ out of nothin’, know this shit been in my blood
Lame ass town like livin’ from the hood
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