
SPACE ODYSSEY 2002 BIGBABYGUCCI
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[Intro]
Yeah
This is for them people that be feeling how they feeling
I done heard they stories, they all paint me like the villain
[?] be the denim
In your ho like Venom
[Chorus]
And I'm higher than the ceiling, I can't even finish my sentence
Say she wanna come on over this side 'cause she wanna try out winning
Chase no ho, I'm venting
Just to make a dollar, I'm sinning
Your bro got killed like Kenny
Should've told him, "Eat his spinach"
I follow her body, her motions
Shе asking me why I keep talking, I'm telling this bitch that I'm high on emotions
And I'm on thе blunt, and [?] and she asking me, "Nigga, who, what are we smoking?"
I'm sorry bae, I should've told you
I'm smoking on shit that is going in
Okay, that's why niggas be lonely
I'm lying but that's what I told her
[Verse]
She cryin' 'cause niggas be bogus
You mind, pourin' a soda
I'm ridin', Glock in the holster
I'm flyin', never been local
In the store and I'm pickin' up produce (Ayy)
I'm fine, give me some air
I be trippin' when you not here
They blind, they know I'm the best
Me and bro like Mitchell & Ness
I can't listen to cap
None of these racks are fake, come sit on my lap
I say some' to you, you can't even say that's facts
Yeah
This is for them people that be feeling how they feeling
I done heard they stories, they all paint me like the villain
[?] be the denim
In your ho like Venom
[Chorus]
And I'm higher than the ceiling, I can't even finish my sentence
Say she wanna come on over this side 'cause she wanna try out winning
Chase no ho, I'm venting
Just to make a dollar, I'm sinning
Your bro got killed like Kenny
Should've told him, "Eat his spinach"
I follow her body, her motions
Shе asking me why I keep talking, I'm telling this bitch that I'm high on emotions
And I'm on thе blunt, and [?] and she asking me, "Nigga, who, what are we smoking?"
I'm sorry bae, I should've told you
I'm smoking on shit that is going in
Okay, that's why niggas be lonely
I'm lying but that's what I told her
[Verse]
She cryin' 'cause niggas be bogus
You mind, pourin' a soda
I'm ridin', Glock in the holster
I'm flyin', never been local
In the store and I'm pickin' up produce (Ayy)
I'm fine, give me some air
I be trippin' when you not here
They blind, they know I'm the best
Me and bro like Mitchell & Ness
I can't listen to cap
None of these racks are fake, come sit on my lap
I say some' to you, you can't even say that's facts
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