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Father - Big Emblem Benz Lyrics



Father - Big Emblem Benz Lyrics




Big emblem Benz (aye)
Ridin wit no tint (ya)
Bitch hair did (laid)
Blowin in the wind (ya)
Highway to hell (okay)
Nigga born of sin
Can u bring a friend?
Bitch I hate all ya friends

Sack chasing bitches
Always tried to play match maker wit cha
While I sat around and stacked paper
Bitch scrutinizing me "ooh she out your league"
Push her out her seat
And piss on her
Lick it up, it's a diuretic
There's niggas I'd wish would die already
Pull up to your funeral
In the uniform I left the club in
Man purse with a f*ckin snub in it
Yo Atlanta I don't get no love in it
I just get racks return and rub it in
Rub her pussy then I buss up in it
Keep the baby got enough to spend
Keep ya bitch we ain't gone f*ck again
If she f*ck again that's yo luck my friend

Big emblem Benz (aye)
Ridin wit no tint (ya)
Bitch hair did (laid)
Blowin in the wind (ya)
Highway to hell (okay)
Nigga born of sin
Can u bring a friend?
Bitch I hate all ya friends

La-la-la-la-la
Thumb through the check
La-la-la-la-la
These hoes is waitin

Big emblem Benz (aye)
Ridin wit no tint (ya)
Bitch hair did (laid)
Blowin in the wind (ya)
Highway to hell (okay)
Nigga born of sin
Can u bring a friend?
Bitch I hate all ya friends
Big emblem Benz (aye)
Ridin wit no tint (ya)
Bitch hair did (laid)
Blowin in the wind (ya)
Highway to hell (okay)
Nigga born of sin
Can u bring a friend?
Bitch I hate all ya friends

La-la-la-la-la
Thumb through the check
Ya ya aye ya yo okay let's get it lets get it
Big emblem Benz ya

Big emblem Benz aye
Ridin wit no tint
Gimme more I want more
Gimme more I want more

Big emblem Benz aye
Ridin wit no tint
Gimme more I want more
I want more I want more
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Big emblem Benz (aye)
Ridin wit no tint (ya)
Bitch hair did (laid)
Blowin in the wind (ya)
Highway to hell (okay)
Nigga born of sin
Can u bring a friend?
Bitch I hate all ya friends

Sack chasing bitches
Always tried to play match maker wit cha
While I sat around and stacked paper
Bitch scrutinizing me "ooh she out your league"
Push her out her seat
And piss on her
Lick it up, it's a diuretic
There's niggas I'd wish would die already
Pull up to your funeral
In the uniform I left the club in
Man purse with a f*ckin snub in it
Yo Atlanta I don't get no love in it
I just get racks return and rub it in
Rub her pussy then I buss up in it
Keep the baby got enough to spend
Keep ya bitch we ain't gone f*ck again
If she f*ck again that's yo luck my friend

Big emblem Benz (aye)
Ridin wit no tint (ya)
Bitch hair did (laid)
Blowin in the wind (ya)
Highway to hell (okay)
Nigga born of sin
Can u bring a friend?
Bitch I hate all ya friends

La-la-la-la-la
Thumb through the check
La-la-la-la-la
These hoes is waitin

Big emblem Benz (aye)
Ridin wit no tint (ya)
Bitch hair did (laid)
Blowin in the wind (ya)
Highway to hell (okay)
Nigga born of sin
Can u bring a friend?
Bitch I hate all ya friends
Big emblem Benz (aye)
Ridin wit no tint (ya)
Bitch hair did (laid)
Blowin in the wind (ya)
Highway to hell (okay)
Nigga born of sin
Can u bring a friend?
Bitch I hate all ya friends

La-la-la-la-la
Thumb through the check
Ya ya aye ya yo okay let's get it lets get it
Big emblem Benz ya

Big emblem Benz aye
Ridin wit no tint
Gimme more I want more
Gimme more I want more

Big emblem Benz aye
Ridin wit no tint
Gimme more I want more
I want more I want more
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Writer: Centel Magnum
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