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Babyface Ray – Big Meech Holiday (Official Lyrics) (feat. King Hendrick$) Lyrics, Letra Babyface Ray
Yeah
That’s what that shit look like, nigga

Still a legend and I could die today
Feds watchin’, ain’t seen without my drank
She ain’t loyal when the money in her face
My young nigga caught his ass on camera, keep showin’ it like a highlight tape
Heardheaded, we ain’t care what Simon say
They should give Big Meech a holiday

Twenty deep and we all heavyweights
Take a rest, we won’t take it the other day
Bean told me, “Put a button on the Drac'”
Double fiends, so we cuttin’ all the drank
I ain’t takin’ no shortcuts, nigga, I was workin’ overtime to get to this
I was broke and so down, I started prayin’, living proof that God still exists
My life gotta be a nightmare, where I’m from, all the monsters are killed
It ain’t no Casablanca, it’s silk
We want four thousand Oxy’, the M’s
Designer came before breakfast
No TV, I say I’m Bowflexing
Say I nodded off like Bo Jackson
Say I did it all like Bo Jackson

Still a legend and I could die today
Feds watchin’, ain’t seen without my drank
She ain’t loyal when the money in her face
My young nigga caught his ass on camera, keep showin’ it like a highlight tape
Heardheaded, we ain’t care what Simon say
They should give Big Meech a holiday

[King Hendrick$:]
Yeah, ayy, and before I eat, I say my grace
Wonder, where would I be if I ain’t pray?
Now I’m on the East Side with Ray
Yeah, ayy, I just moved my people out the way
It’s a few hundred G’s inside the safe
The lawyers beat our open case
Told you, don’t never give up on me, I’m always gon’ make somethin’ shake
Had myself on the DND, hope God wasn’t calling me by mistake
‘Member we wanted a car, mama ain’t had no car, we walked by faith
But the new fourteen-passenger just bring me Popeyes now to stay
Money don’t make no nigga no realer, I don’t know how it’s gon’ make him fake
Jump on a jumbo jet like AirDrake, they couldn’t leave me if I was late
Fifty pounds of Cereal Milk, had roaches crawl in our Frosted Flakes
This for my nigga, he sittin’ in the prison, I know he intendin’ on hoppin’ the gate
Tryna get M&Ms, we sell more base and pills than Doctor Dre
Fifteen jiggas spent on denim, we sip codeine like it’s ace
I pour lean inside my sparkling water, I like how it tastes
Bro got caught with yay, I call Kim K, release him right away (Yeah, free Meech)
You know? Still a legend and I can die today
Pill peddlin’, not about to brake
What’s felonies? I can dry erase (For real, reform)
Yeah, I just went beast, a line delay
She just went two sizes up on her breasts to see what I’ma say
Softer than Cullinan, Ghosts, and Phantoms, we let women drive the Wraith (Let’s go)
Hustle hard just like Ace said, it’s diamonds poppin’ out the face
We get money all ‘cross the globe, just sent some ‘za tristate
Told you niggas I can hold my weight, I’m living proof crime pays (Weight, for real)

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