BIG MOMMA THANG Lyrics

Uh, all these sittin' ducks, I'm makin' duck sauce

Stompin' in my Timbs when I take these pumps off

I was goin' down back with the jump off, Big loft

Triple with your rent a month cost, it's a big mama thing

How I make runs, I'ma stay that bitch while y'all make crumbs

No matter what they say, I'ma make funds

My AP say, no time for fake ones

And say, wait a minute, like Brandy Brother

Pull up in the coupe, cotton candy color

Type shit while your bitch can't stand me, fuck her

Sweet yams make them hoes, they're Miami lover

How many licks, just to freeze the ice

Get off my magic stick, I don't need the hype

Respect, money, power, that's the key to life, bitch

When you demand it, folks receive it right, shit

Uh, uh-huh, stone, huh, uh-huh

Uh, uh, ha-ha, uh

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