Im Dat n*gga lyrics

by

Big K.R.I.T.


[Verse 1: HBK Kidd]
I hit the airport with a lot of Louis luggage
Hit Somerset drop stacks like f*ck it
Hoes on my di*k, but that really ain't nothing
Told that b*tch somethin that the Doughboyz coming
Young n*ggas fooling round this b*tch like its on
Your b*tch gave me dome cause she saying she was on
7-deuce was the streets I was raised on
7-deuce was the streets I got paid on
b*tch-ass n*ggas why these b*tch n*ggas hurting?
Makin' diss songs but nobody even heard it
Diamonds so wet, looking like them b*tches surfin
Givenchy and Cavalli, God damn I'm looking perfect
I'm still that n*gga, hoes choosin' when I pull up
b*tch, I'm the sh*t, I'm the sh*t like Pull-Ups
I'm that n*gga that your little brother looks up to
Free my n*gga Rocky in the block doing push-ups
A n*gga got a problem then we'll kill him like, "what up?"
Real n*ggas get love and fake n*ggas get f*cked up
But n*gga miss you with the chopper bullets, you done lucked up
You ain't got no money, go home and shut the f*ck up

[Chorus: Big Quis]
I hit the mall and (cash)
Anything I want I (grab)
A1 dope got the hood on (smash)
b*tch, cause I'm that n*gga
I'm still that n*gga
I hit the mall and (cash)
Anything I want I (grab)
A1 dope got the hood on (smash)
b*tch, cause I'm that n*gga
I'm still that n*gga
[Verse 2: Big Quis]
I'm a stunner, I'll admit
Known to keep some loud lit
Presidential Rollies on every dude I'm down with
Turned the b*tch around, stuck it in and she can take the di*k
Yeah we both f*ck, but have to put your face in it
It be the brokest motherf*ckers that be on some hating sh*t
But they need to go to jail for streaking with their naked wrists
All these hoes takin' pics, the DBC the dream team
This medaillon 20 thousand, b*tch bling bling
I don't drink lean, I sip Dom P that glow up
Hottest n*ggas in the city but we all froze up
[?] and carry stacks that can't fold up
People say that we be showin' out but I just show up
FED's tell us that we 'bout to blow up, C4
Neighbourhood hero, 5 karats in my earlobe
[?] in my pocket, you can't knock it I done came up
BYLUG b*tch, [?] hold your chain up

[Chorus: Big Quis]
I hit the mall and (cash)
Anything I want I (grab)
A1 dope got the hood on (smash)
b*tch, cause I'm that n*gga
I'm still that n*gga
I hit the mall and (cash)
Anything I want I (grab)
A1 dope got the hood on (smash)
b*tch, cause I'm that n*gga
I'm still that n*gga
[Verse 3: Payroll Giovanni]
Flashy but I'm humble, you don't like me then it's f*ck you

I started with a ounce

Bring your b*tch 'round me

Marble floors

Big dogs

They talk like b*tch so I tell they b*tches to come through



[Chorus: Big Quis]
I hit the mall and (cash)
Anything I want I (grab)
A1 dope got the hood on (smash)
b*tch, cause I'm that n*gga
I'm still that n*gga
I hit the mall and (cash)
Anything I want I (grab)
A1 dope got the hood on (smash)
b*tch, cause I'm that n*gga
I'm still that n*gga
[Verse 4: Dre Armany]

[Chorus: Big Quis]
I hit the mall and (cash)
Anything I want I (grab)
A1 dope got the hood on (smash)
b*tch, cause I'm that n*gga
I'm still that n*gga
I hit the mall and (cash)
Anything I want I (grab)
A1 dope got the hood on (smash)
b*tch, cause I'm that n*gga
I'm still that n*gga
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