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Suffocate Video (MV)




Performed By: Boss Bigg & Chav
Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: Christopher Romero, Christopher Wesley




Boss Bigg & Chav - Suffocate Lyrics
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Dammmnnn
Oooou
Shit
My nigga Bigg wit me
BiGGee Baby! (Gang)
Whole lotta gang shit man (Damn)
Lil Nate jumped out the foreign and he dragged it
I got some work fronted and I still bagged it
She thought the box was kill but I kept jabbin
Throwin them 2's up im Rae Savvin
Bitch, im livin lavish
Burnin them woods like im in a cabin
Just spent ya re up on a jacket
Blew 40k in a day and a nigga still havin
Rockstar lifestyle like Lenny Kravitz
Fukk her so good got her thinkin bout marriage
I had to give that bitch somethin to cherish
Ice, Bugs Bunny I got the carats
Dope in the pot spin around like a Ferris
Two hoes wit me like Tia & Tamara
That aint no money you should be embarrased
Grab that lil bitch by the neck and beat from the back
Dont leave a drop (I wont)
This a splash cam
Just dropped a check in BOA and cashed in
I had to fill in the blanks now a nigga really dabbin (I'm havin)
Like Im goin shoppin I got them racks in
Yo hoe think I like her I had to pass her like John Madden
White girl wit me like Carmen Electra
She fukkin on camera like its her profession
I taught her the game like im a professor
700 yeezy's with the reflectors
20 bands in these Amiri's no cap
Walk in dat bitch show these hoes who the man is
My plug a Cuban so I had to adapt
Pick up the pack and we talkin in spanish
One phone call will get em whacked
Dont take long to flip a pack
Ridin around my niggas is strapped
Just like a car seat hard in the paint like Barkley
Niggas be 12 they lookin NARCy
Jump in the water that's where the sharks
I'll slime you out if you try to cross me
In the vip standin on couches im lookin bossy
Dammnnn
That nigga bought a whole pound but its parsley
Young nigga play wit dat rock but im not from Marcy
Big ol draco it cant fit in the glove compartment
Im on the stove who the f*ck got the oven started
In the trap house wit a glock and a carbon
Whippin up new dope lookin like margarine
You aint got no work you Tommy from Martin
I get em missin face on a carton
Head shot head shot I am a marksman
Get cropped out the pic dont be a target
G Block 500 im with the Spartans
Smoke out the zip get high as a martian
He want a brick like how much you charging
Whole time he finna get taxed (Waxed)
Ooh, U haul shit my niggas be movin them packs
Gang in this bitch and we rocking the show
I need my end off the back
Perc 10 wit da lean make me relax
But play wit da gang leave ya head in ya lap
Swiper swiper lookin dead in yo account
And ima tax it a heavy amount
Free my bro Sane I cant wait til they let em out
He on the phone when C.O's do the count
Big choppa put it dead in yo mouth
He shootin in the air 'cuz he do it for clout
Smokin on Zittles mirror mirror on the wall
Who the biggest boss outta all of these niggas?
Ima make sure that the squad get richer
I dont believe these niggas they be make believe
PUSSY!
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Dammmnnn
Oooou
Shit
My nigga Bigg wit me
BiGGee Baby! (Gang)
Whole lotta gang shit man (Damn)
Lil Nate jumped out the foreign and he dragged it
I got some work fronted and I still bagged it
She thought the box was kill but I kept jabbin
Throwin them 2's up im Rae Savvin
Bitch, im livin lavish
Burnin them woods like im in a cabin
Just spent ya re up on a jacket
Blew 40k in a day and a nigga still havin
Rockstar lifestyle like Lenny Kravitz
Fukk her so good got her thinkin bout marriage
I had to give that bitch somethin to cherish
Ice, Bugs Bunny I got the carats
Dope in the pot spin around like a Ferris
Two hoes wit me like Tia & Tamara
That aint no money you should be embarrased
Grab that lil bitch by the neck and beat from the back
Dont leave a drop (I wont)
This a splash cam
Just dropped a check in BOA and cashed in
I had to fill in the blanks now a nigga really dabbin (I'm havin)
Like Im goin shoppin I got them racks in
Yo hoe think I like her I had to pass her like John Madden
White girl wit me like Carmen Electra
She fukkin on camera like its her profession
I taught her the game like im a professor
700 yeezy's with the reflectors
20 bands in these Amiri's no cap
Walk in dat bitch show these hoes who the man is
My plug a Cuban so I had to adapt
Pick up the pack and we talkin in spanish
One phone call will get em whacked
Dont take long to flip a pack
Ridin around my niggas is strapped
Just like a car seat hard in the paint like Barkley
Niggas be 12 they lookin NARCy
Jump in the water that's where the sharks
I'll slime you out if you try to cross me
In the vip standin on couches im lookin bossy
Dammnnn
That nigga bought a whole pound but its parsley
Young nigga play wit dat rock but im not from Marcy
Big ol draco it cant fit in the glove compartment
Im on the stove who the f*ck got the oven started
In the trap house wit a glock and a carbon
Whippin up new dope lookin like margarine
You aint got no work you Tommy from Martin
I get em missin face on a carton
Head shot head shot I am a marksman
Get cropped out the pic dont be a target
G Block 500 im with the Spartans
Smoke out the zip get high as a martian
He want a brick like how much you charging
Whole time he finna get taxed (Waxed)
Ooh, U haul shit my niggas be movin them packs
Gang in this bitch and we rocking the show
I need my end off the back
Perc 10 wit da lean make me relax
But play wit da gang leave ya head in ya lap
Swiper swiper lookin dead in yo account
And ima tax it a heavy amount
Free my bro Sane I cant wait til they let em out
He on the phone when C.O's do the count
Big choppa put it dead in yo mouth
He shootin in the air 'cuz he do it for clout
Smokin on Zittles mirror mirror on the wall
Who the biggest boss outta all of these niggas?
Ima make sure that the squad get richer
I dont believe these niggas they be make believe
PUSSY!
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Writer: Christopher Romero, Christopher Wesley
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