CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Sergio
Haven't rapped with you in a long time buddy
Big Baby, Big Slimmy
Big Jimmy, Bronco
Balaklava, Baklavala
Holla-holla
Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay
Yeah-yeah-yeah
You already know what Sergio
Swing-swing (Yeah, Sergio)
(Hahahaha)
Yeah, uh (Hahahaha)
My phone blowin' up 'cause I been missin' for days (Ain't nobody callin' you, man)
I'm just floatin' through these waves, my torso covered in suede (Uh)
Six back-to-back Cadillacs lookin' like astronauts (Uh)
Don't wind me up, I'll have Shaq pop out the jack-in-the-box (Uh, pop out)
With three ratchets in his jean jacket, b*t*h (Uh-uh)
Don't even try to tell me how off the meat rack I'm is (Uh-uh)
You know the vibes, I'm slow motion like I'm sniffin' Actavis (Yeah)
'Til I explode off the turnbuckle and cripple half your sh*t (Ah)
You know Bam-Bam savage as f**k (Uh)
Ride with two pumps (Uh), like Michael Chang shoes (Uh)
'Til I see angels (Ah), I see the world from all angles
And from a thin thread, my soul dangles
Just like a mango (Ooh), alpha bravo (Uh)
Lookin' like your boy just won the lotto
But then drowned every dollar in a bottle (Every single one of them)
And put a bunch of junk (Uh), in his arm and his nose (Uh)
And between his toes (His toes)
'Cause feelin' good's the only thing he knows (Ah, the pain)
sh*t (Yeah man, you know we feel that)
Big Baby, Big Slimmy
Big Jimmy, Bronco
Balaklava, Baklavala
Holla-holla
Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay
Yeah-yeah-yeah
You already know what Sergio
Swing-swing (Yeah, Sergio)
(Hahahaha)
Yeah, uh (Hahahaha)
My phone blowin' up 'cause I been missin' for days (Ain't nobody callin' you, man)
I'm just floatin' through these waves, my torso covered in suede (Uh)
Six back-to-back Cadillacs lookin' like astronauts (Uh)
Don't wind me up, I'll have Shaq pop out the jack-in-the-box (Uh, pop out)
With three ratchets in his jean jacket, b*t*h (Uh-uh)
Don't even try to tell me how off the meat rack I'm is (Uh-uh)
You know the vibes, I'm slow motion like I'm sniffin' Actavis (Yeah)
'Til I explode off the turnbuckle and cripple half your sh*t (Ah)
You know Bam-Bam savage as f**k (Uh)
Ride with two pumps (Uh), like Michael Chang shoes (Uh)
'Til I see angels (Ah), I see the world from all angles
And from a thin thread, my soul dangles
Just like a mango (Ooh), alpha bravo (Uh)
Lookin' like your boy just won the lotto
But then drowned every dollar in a bottle (Every single one of them)
And put a bunch of junk (Uh), in his arm and his nose (Uh)
And between his toes (His toes)
'Cause feelin' good's the only thing he knows (Ah, the pain)
sh*t (Yeah man, you know we feel that)
