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Big Big Money Video (MV)




Performed By: Key Glock
Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: Markeyvius Cathey




Key Glock - Big Big Money Lyrics
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Mr. Glock
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (get the bag, King Wonka)

Money on my mind, nigga, what the f*ck? You thought? (Thought)
Hoppin' out that Maybach truck, my pockets on Rick Ross (Ross, skrrt)
I get it if I want it, nigga, don't care about the cost (nah)
I'm married to the money, I had to put these hoes on pause, yeah (yeah)

Big money, nigga, this how big money talk, yeah (money)
Big money, nigga, this how big money walk, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Big, big knocks, nigga, you know what I got, yeah (uh, yeah)
I'ma get guap, nigga, 'til my heart stop (yeah)
And they put me in a box, I'm a nigga with a lot (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Heard you niggas with the cops, I just sit back, watch and plot (yeah)
Six figures on a watch, shit, I could've bought a car (skrrt)
Bitch, my chain cost a truck (skrrt, skrrt)
Spendin' like I don't give no f*ck (the f*ck?)

"Glock, you always up to somethin'" (somethin')
Bitch, I'm havin' money, money, yup (yup)
Twenties, fifties, hundreds (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I be thumbin', thumbin', thumbin' (yeah)
Big racks, Paul Bunyan, killin' tracks, Paul Burrell
Click-clack, they all scared, no cap, these rappers nerds, uh (yeah)
I'm sippin' on some syrup (ooh), I'ma waste it on my shirt, uh
Higher than a bird (bird), I park my Benz right on the curb, uh (ooh)
I ain't gotta flirt, I feed her dick until she burp (Glizzock)
Bitch, she seen my pinky ring and she damn near squirt, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Big money, nigga, I see you lil' niggas hurt, yeah
Big money, nigga, this shit got me goin' berserk (yeah, yeah)
Ayy, I just f*cked this bitch so good (uh)
She had thought I popped a Perc' (yeah)
I put a nigga in a 'Wood and turn a niggas to some merch (yeah, uh, ayy)
Yeah, I got too dough, too much dough
Bitches comin' out they clothes
I do a show, count my dough
Might f*ck a bitch, then hit the road (yeah, yeah)
White Rolls, yellow gold, diamonds talk, Rosetta Stone
Three tone, money long, yeah, you know what's goin' on (Glizock)

Big money, nigga, this how big money talk, yeah (money)
Big money, nigga, this how big money walk, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Big, big knocks, nigga, you know what I got, yeah (uh, yeah)
I'ma get guap, nigga, 'til my heart stop (yeah)
And they put me in a box, I'm a nigga with a lot
Heard you niggas with the cops, I just sit back, watch and plot
Six figures on a watch (skrrt, skrrt), shit, I could've bought a car
Bitch, my chain cost a truck (skrrt, skrrt)
Spendin' like I don't give no f*ck (the f*ck? Yeah)

Yeah
Cutthroat La Familia
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Mr. Glock
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (get the bag, King Wonka)

Money on my mind, nigga, what the f*ck? You thought? (Thought)
Hoppin' out that Maybach truck, my pockets on Rick Ross (Ross, skrrt)
I get it if I want it, nigga, don't care about the cost (nah)
I'm married to the money, I had to put these hoes on pause, yeah (yeah)

Big money, nigga, this how big money talk, yeah (money)
Big money, nigga, this how big money walk, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Big, big knocks, nigga, you know what I got, yeah (uh, yeah)
I'ma get guap, nigga, 'til my heart stop (yeah)
And they put me in a box, I'm a nigga with a lot (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Heard you niggas with the cops, I just sit back, watch and plot (yeah)
Six figures on a watch, shit, I could've bought a car (skrrt)
Bitch, my chain cost a truck (skrrt, skrrt)
Spendin' like I don't give no f*ck (the f*ck?)

"Glock, you always up to somethin'" (somethin')
Bitch, I'm havin' money, money, yup (yup)
Twenties, fifties, hundreds (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I be thumbin', thumbin', thumbin' (yeah)
Big racks, Paul Bunyan, killin' tracks, Paul Burrell
Click-clack, they all scared, no cap, these rappers nerds, uh (yeah)
I'm sippin' on some syrup (ooh), I'ma waste it on my shirt, uh
Higher than a bird (bird), I park my Benz right on the curb, uh (ooh)
I ain't gotta flirt, I feed her dick until she burp (Glizzock)
Bitch, she seen my pinky ring and she damn near squirt, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Big money, nigga, I see you lil' niggas hurt, yeah
Big money, nigga, this shit got me goin' berserk (yeah, yeah)
Ayy, I just f*cked this bitch so good (uh)
She had thought I popped a Perc' (yeah)
I put a nigga in a 'Wood and turn a niggas to some merch (yeah, uh, ayy)
Yeah, I got too dough, too much dough
Bitches comin' out they clothes
I do a show, count my dough
Might f*ck a bitch, then hit the road (yeah, yeah)
White Rolls, yellow gold, diamonds talk, Rosetta Stone
Three tone, money long, yeah, you know what's goin' on (Glizock)

Big money, nigga, this how big money talk, yeah (money)
Big money, nigga, this how big money walk, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Big, big knocks, nigga, you know what I got, yeah (uh, yeah)
I'ma get guap, nigga, 'til my heart stop (yeah)
And they put me in a box, I'm a nigga with a lot
Heard you niggas with the cops, I just sit back, watch and plot
Six figures on a watch (skrrt, skrrt), shit, I could've bought a car
Bitch, my chain cost a truck (skrrt, skrrt)
Spendin' like I don't give no f*ck (the f*ck? Yeah)

Yeah
Cutthroat La Familia
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Writer: Markeyvius Cathey
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