Big Boi (feat.Tommy Genesis)

ABRA

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    So you’re a big boy, but let me tell you
    Just because you’re big, that don’t mean a thing

    You’re a big boy, you can handle yourself
    But what I’m looking for I need somebody else
    Don’t telephone my home cause love don’t live there no more
    He tryna talk in numbers, I ain’t counting no score
    Sit me down, pat me down, camo in the club
    With the papi looking over shoulder checking from above
    Making sure he know me so he know me that way
    I be rolling my eyes at his rapping and his swag
    Just because you big boy, I ain’t down for the licking
    Just because you fine, I ain’t the bitch you get with and
    Just because you tip that don’t mean you come from money
    I ain't mad I’m just bored so get this motherfucker off me

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    I could be a lot of things but I ain’t your girl

    Hennessy and VVS turn you to a beast
    You’re buying bottle after bottle then you trying to feel on me
    Didn’t know I got them shooters and they waiting in the cut
    You must be looking for hooters because I am not the one
    You a cutie so kabuki I’m not Keke, bitch is choosy
    Call me sweetie juicy fruity, you gon leave and I’mma do me
    All that gold got you thinking that you got the Midas touch
    Acting like you know me, keep it up I’ll cut that pretty tongue
    I don’t wanna hear anymore tales 'bout where you from
    Go back to your section, your groupies look like they need love
    You a big boy but you not gon' be my man
    Flex with your rollie I still dont wanna hold your hand
    You a big boy but you not gon be my man
    You a big boy but you not gon be my man
    You a big boy but you not gon be my man
    Flexing your position but I’m not a fucking fan

    You are a big boi
    You're a big boy

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    Composición: Abra y Tommy Genesis

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