Big Body Benz by Pastor Troy lyrics

Yeaaah, its your boy pt cruiser check it out, right
(who´s n*gga x4)
You want this time big?
Hold up squeezy
Yall n*ggas know how to slide down to the ATL
Oh coming down hard do the city way
Here we go:
Yeaaaa- Listen here b*tch, gansta ass sh*t, talk what you want
What you dont get, do as I want,do it da what i please,we all are the G-s
WE ALL are THE G-S
Rollin with the G-s,rollin with the mob
Nine to five i just got motherf*cking job. After club catch me on the block
Pimpin me a bit shall the motherf*cking side,i said we have been the rocks
The drugs and the carens,say that sh*t again. I said drugs and carens
Made a little money for my fokes to the heroin. Lick side, hit you can't compare
f*ck if i play fair, long as i play, and n*gga dont sweat that sh*t
Long as i pay, the games just change,and its go change ur gear
But let me tell you what that means,my friend
I'm Big Body Benz,sitting on PT,bad look to roll,on beaver street
Big boy cash,big boy rock,v12 stunts and motherfuking c*ck
I'm in a big body benz ,sitting on PT,bad look to roll,on beaver street
Big boy cash,big boy rocks,v12 stuns and motherfuking c*ck
Big Body Benz ,moving like a shark,doing one-ten,in college park
V12 motor, love when i hit it, police want it ,they gotta come get it
Lil win i drive,all the way line,one-fourthy-five on eighty-five
Streets gets small, air pit back,smoking me a sacks, its motherf*cking jeat
Fourthy kilos sh*t,across my di*k. Switching enough lanes whit lame ass b*tch
But i make her tool,and V12´s s of fool,say she graduated from last school
What up boo,Detroit and i'm high ,and me and you,can both get quat
Hit ten bars, but hole pack quit,the n*ggas can't tell me sh*t
I'm Big Body Benz,sittin on PT,bad look to roll,on beaver street
Big boy cash, big boy rocks, V12 stunts and motherfuking c*ck
I'm Big Body Benz, sittin on PT,bad look to roll,on beaver street
Big boy cash,big boy rocks, V12 stunts and motherfuking c*ck c*ck c*ck c*ck
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